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doing something for you?”
    She guffawed. “Because I’d like to get married some day and have kids. Our clocks are ticking, you know?”
    “My clock only ticks for me.” I shrugged, then surveyed the room, finally spotting Madison McKenzie. She’d moved to a seat near the dance floor where the bridal party—which only included Ethan, Kristen, the best-man, and the emotional Ellen—swayed to You’ve Got a Friend by James Taylor. I turned to Ginger. “Would you excuse me?”
    “Sure.” She nodded, then scooted toward her friend Gina, who was seated on her other side.
    I refilled my champagne glass, then strode with purpose to Madison’s table and slipped into the empty seat next to her.
    She glanced up at me, smiled, then turned back to watch the couples move to the music. “They’re perfect together, aren’t they?”
    “Kristen and Ethan?” I followed her gaze over to them. “They seem very well matched.”
    “And so in love. Watching them brings back memories of my own wedding last year. It’s too bad my husband’s out of town tonight. It would’ve been wonderful to reminisce.” Her expression turned wistful—so opposite of the sharp, aggressive way she handled herself in court. “Can you keep a secret, Jill?”
    “Of course.” I edged forward in my seat, fascinated to know what piece of private legal info she was about to reveal.
    Madison’s face broke out into a wide smile. “I’m pregnant.”
    My mouth fell open. So not what I’d expected to hear, but I found myself smiling. Then, a moment later, I realized that pregnancy and an eventual birth meant that Madison would need reinforcements in her P.I. Department. “Congratulations.”
    “Thanks.” Her laughter tinkled as the song ended and the DJ invited all couples out to the dance floor. “Now you know why I suggested we talk. I’m three months along and we need another lawyer in our department. But I’m very particular with who I have working for me. Is there a possibility you’d leave Corbett, Gray, & Shaw?”
    Wanting to jump up and down, I refrained by taking a small sip of champagne as I considered my answer carefully. “I’m very loyal to the firm I work for, but if the right offer crossed my path, I’d certainly consider it.”
    “That’s what I was hoping to hear.” She fixated on her wedding ring before glancing back to me. “I’m a firm believer that a happy home life creates an atmosphere to thrive in business.”
    My forehead wrinkled. “How do you mean?”
    She leaned back, elbow on her chair. “When I was younger—not that thirty-eight is over the hill, mind you—my entire focus was work. I had a list of goals, and was determined to achieve them according to my own deadlines. Turns out, I advanced in my career much faster than I’d planned.”
    I nodded, admiring this woman more with each passing second.
    “But I got burned out.” She raised a finger. “When I met my husband, I learned to enjoy my downtime, which replenished my mind and gave me more strength in my career. Does that make sense?”
    No. “Yes.”
    Her face relaxed. “I’ve seen you in action, Jill. I already know you’re smart and experienced. But I’d like to bring an attorney into my department who can thrive for the long haul. Now, tell me more about yourself. Are you seeing someone special?”
    “Absolutely,” I said, wishing for the first time that I’d gone to the movies with Aidan. “He’s wonderful, supportive of my career, and creates that sort of balance in my life that I need.”
    “He sounds perfect.” She touched my arm. “I’d love to hear more about him. What’s he like?”
    Uh, oh. She wanted details about my mythical man? Hmm. . . “He’s successful, responsible, and great with finances.” Unlike my dad who focused on playing, leaving my mom with the brunt of the financial responsibilities. “He likes me the way I am, and is there for me whenever I need him.”
    Madison bobbed her head enthusiastically,