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He bobbed his head at her single-worded question. "Yeah, I'm not necessarily looking for a serious commitment, since I have you and the pups and I want to make sure you're both a priority. But I'm not opposed to it becoming something more." Peregrine's head tipped gently to the side. "Tell me what you're thinking," he asked. If Fox didn't like any of the above, she was welcome to let him know. The last thing he would ever do was compromise his mate-ship. "If there are parameters you would like me to operate within, tell me," he added, licking the side of her neck.

For the moment, he merely grinned at Fox's reaction to his mention of Grimm. The two of them would really make a cute—no, make that hot—couple. Peregrine's mind momentarily wandered to a rather erotic plane for a brief spell, though he made a conscientious effort to refocus his attention on her answer. He really wanted to clarify the rules of their external relationships.