"Odds are he's going to find out anyway," Derek says easily, shrugging one shoulder and looking across the table at Bittle. "Do you think it might be better coming from you?"

He lets that sink in as he finishes a tray of burger patties, and then he smiles at Bitty with a hint of fang. "If you need a little show and tell, let me know. Maybe if he's nice I'll even let him pet me."