Falling for My Enemy (Dirty Martini Running Club, #2)

by Claire Kingsley

“All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.” ~ Charles M. Schulz

“Their ability to find their mate in a sea of other penguins is rather heartwarming,” I said. “As is their dedication to protecting their egg together.” “Yeah, exactly. It sounds cheesy, but I’ve always wanted to find my penguin.”

“I apologize for intruding. Corban and I were going to lunch when your husband called and then I stayed to keep him company in the waiting room. I realize you don’t know me well and this is all very private and I won’t stay long because I’m sure you’re quite tired. But I would very much like to hold your baby.” I stopped, surprised at the torrent of words that had poured from my mouth. Especially the last part. But it was true. I did want to hold her. “You’re fine,” Molly said with a smile. “I don’t mind that you’re here with Corban.” “I should wash my hands. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for introducing any harmful microorganisms to her developing immune system.” Molly and Martin shared a look—a subtle communication passing between them that I didn’t understand. I set my purse down and washed my hands thoroughly, then approached Corban with hesitant steps.