“He’s heavy.” David slid his warm, strong hands between the baby and her stomach, carefully taking him from her. “I think I can handle it.” Her thighs should not be clenching from that contact! There was nothing sexual about it, but her temperature rose and the blood in her veins started humming. Before she could recover, he closed the gap between them and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Me, too.” She caught her breath. Audibly. Was it merely chemistry between them? He playfully brushed his nose against her own. “Stop trying to figure it out,” he said. “We go together. It’s that simple.”