"I thought you might step out," Olivia murmured, her gaze dropping.

"So, should I give you some space?" Dylan grinned.

She didn't press the issue. There was really no need for it. She was just expressing herself. Back in the hospital after giving birth, Dylan had been the one taking care of her.

She lifted her chin slightly. "Could you pass me a hot towel? I need to apply it to my breasts."

“Did he bite you?" Dylan caught her implication.