Dimitri rushed by Gabrielle and bounded up the stairs to Dean's nursery. Hell, he loved his son too, but he certainly wouldn't notice or care to remember that his parents weren't sleeping in the next room. He hadn't been waking up during the night in ages! They would surely---maybe---be back in time for him to wake up tomorrow morning, so Dean had nothing to worry about at all.
Maybe he wasn't going to be winning "father of the year" but he was getting laid tonight, and that's all Dimitri could think about, in that moment.
He had enough sense to not barge into the nursery and rile Dean up. Dimitri gave a short wave to Becka as he crept up to the crib, where Dean was sleepily watching the stars of his mobile spin around.
"Ah, I see you're busy---" Dimitri joked, rubbing Dean's leg for a second before pulling back up. "I'll let you get back to your mindless staring."
And now to get the keys.
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