Found: One Baby. Cathy Gillen Thacker

followed laconically. “In his Moses basket, asleep.”

      Which meant she now had Thad’s undivided attention, at least for the next ten minutes or so, until William awakened again. She ignored the tingling in her midriff and forced herself to stay focused on the task. “You don’t happen to have a key for this?”

      He shook his head.

      “How about a paper clip?”

      “In my study.”

      They peeked in the master bedroom, where William was sleeping, then ducked into the study, opened a desk drawer and rummaged around. Finally he produced a paper clip and handed it over.

      She could feel him watching her as she sat on the edge of the desk and began to work on the lock.

      She looked up. The intent, appreciative, all-male look in his eyes made her catch her breath. “What are you thinking?” she demanded.

      Thad tucked a finger beneath her chin, moved in closer. “This.”