"The cutest," Thomas informed all of them, as if they dare say otherwise. He pulled a book out of the box and smiled. "You made me read this to you all the time," he said, passing it to Jamie. "I had to use different voices and everything."
It scared him that, had Beelzebub wanted to, Jamie would now be fatherless. The demon could have made a split-second decision, and his son would be left without him. Even though Jamie's hands were full of memories, Thomas leaned in and pulled him into a tight hug, completely out of nowhere.