Swallowing down a gulp of coffee, I dragged my eyes from his face. “Checking in with my clients. Coming off hiatus. Tax season is coming up, and I’m behind already.”

He gave me a nod, but didn’t say anything. Shit, this was awkward. Was it always going to be this weird?

Kissing Rigby had seemed natural, and even though it had been a shock, kissing River had almost seemed inevitable. But Devan? It was hard to know what he was thinking. He kept his emotions close to his chest, and honestly, I’d been surprised as hell he agreed to Rigby’s plan last night.

The silence dragged on, and I sipped my coffee like this wasn’t weird. “What about you? Big plans for the day?”

“I have a board meeting until eleven, and then I’d like to take you for lunch. Huey, too.”

I chewed my lip, a nervous habit I’d picked up as a kid. Was it like a date? But we were taking the baby, so it probably wasn’t a date. Just two friends having lunch. I was overthinking it.

Devan reached out, his thumb coming to rest just below my bottom lip. He slid it out gently from between my teeth. “The only person who should be sucking on your bottom lip is me.” His husky voice sent shivers of need through my body. My lips parted as I sucked in air, my eyes running over his face, trying to decipher what he was thinking. His lips quirked in what could have been a smile. “Wear whatever you like. The place I’d like to take you is quite casual. I have to go or I’ll be late.”

He leaned forward and kissed my temple, handing me Huey’s bottle, and then he was gone too. I listened to the garage door open after a moment, and the low thrum of his car leaving.

Finally, I could breathe. Holy shit. I was wet, and all he’d done was kiss me on the temple. Devan felt like the kind of person who would burn you up and then you’d thank him for it as you lay in a puddle of melted remains.

I looked down at Huey, giving him back the bottle. He was such a good-natured kid. I’d really lucked out. But his uncles were set to give me a fucking heart attack.

“Well, there goes my concentration today, bud. Wanna just sit on the couch and binge watch that new fantasy series about the guy with the big sword?”

Huey kicked his legs. I was taking that as a yes. Then another smell reached my nose. “Maybe after a bath.”

Babies were gross.