Give Love a Chance
“Miss Trapini.”
Most people said her last name like it was a curse, but Conall didn’t, even though his family had been on the side of the law since they arrived on U.S. soil. Her family couldn’t find the legal side with a map and a magnifying glass—not that they’d tried.
“Lieutenant Molony.”
They both paused on their separate ends of the phone line. She wasn’t sure why. They just did. It was part of this thing they had going. If she could figure out what the “thing” was they had going, she could cut back on her chocolate therapy. Or not. It was such a freaking cliché to drown her sorrows in chocolate, but nothing else she’d tried worked like a good dose of chocolate.
She closed her eyes, her hands clenched on the phone as she braced for what came next.
“I was wonde
