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Derek's gazed moved from Julia to the doorway. "Philip," he said
wondering
if the priest could have worse timing. And if so, he definitely didn't want to think about that. "Did you need something?" Philip was about to answer when what he had heard before he entered the
library caught up with him and he looked at the two, the realization dawning on
him.
"You and Julia?" he asked, as if trying the idea out loud before repeating
it in a less than a questioning manner "Julia and you...."
His expression stayed serious for a long moment, looking back and forth
between the two and... and remembering. The way Derek was when they had
gotten back after Ireland, at the service and days afterward, although most had
chalked it up to the demon itself. Derek had covered it up and had Philip
not been in the business of seeing past the surface and right into a man's soul,
he wouldn't have ever seen it himself.
Then he started to grin "Well, I'll be. I shouldae
known."
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