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Alistair sighed, and gently rocked his baby, sitting in his chair with Ryker on his lap.
"You realize that if you jumped on a business partner again, I would pull down your pants and diaper then and there, and take my belt to your backside, yes?" he told him matter-of-factly. "I'd greatly prefer to not leave welts on your pretty bottom."
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