“Your son is trying to escape through my spine.”

He stood and approached her. “Where does it hurt?”

Chloe pressed a hand against her lower back. “There.”

“Move your hand.” She hesitated, then obeyed. Leo placed his palm against the aching muscles. The pressure was warm, firm, and exactly right. Chloe released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

“Better?”

“Yes.”