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novices.”
    â€œI’m sure you’re doing fine.”
    â€œThanks for the vote of confidence.” She flashed him a pretty smile. “You should have seen us shopping that first day. We had to buy just about everything other than a car seat, and we didn’t have a clue what we were going to need. It must have been comical to anyone watching us.”
    â€œYou’re a good sister,” he said.
    Her smile faded some. “I try to be.”
    Something told him that Max didn’t always make it easy for her, but that was only a hunch. And Jeremy rarely went with his gut feelings, even though that was exactly what he’d done when he had first spotted Kirsten in the parking lot.
    They stood like that for a moment, studying each other in the narrow hallway.
    She gave a little nod toward the closed door of the exam room. “I guess I’d better get back in there and make sure I don’t miss anything important.”
    Jeremy didn’t want to let her go without having some way of getting in touch with her, so he reached into thepocket of his lab coat and pulled out one of his cards. Then he took the pen he kept handy, jotted his cell number on the back and handed it to her. “If you need anything, give me a call. Like I told you before, I’m not a pediatrician, but I’ll try to answer any questions you or your brother might have.”
    She took the card, then blessed him with a smile. The light in her eyes and a single dimple in her cheeks just about turned his stubborn heart on edge. “Thank you, Dr. Fortune. I really appreciate this. I’ll try not to bother you, though.”
    â€œYou won’t. And call me Jeremy.”
    Her hand lifted to the silver necklace she wore, and she fingered the delicate heart charm that lay against the soft cotton fabric of her light blue T-shirt. Her head cocked slightly to the side, as if she was considering whatever might be brewing between them.
    Of course, there wasn’t anything going on between them. At least, not yet.
    â€œSo you’re not married?” he asked.
    â€œNo, I’m not.”
    A grin tugged at his own lips. He realized that now wasn’t the time to ask her out, but he wondered if her thoughts were drifting in that direction, too.
    The attraction seemed to be mutual, although his interest in her had been heightened by that crazy dream he’d had. And while his rational nature knew there hadn’t been anything prophetic about it, he didn’t want to let her slip away again without at least having a deeper conversation with her.
    If he had her number, he’d give her a follow-up phone call tomorrow. Then he might even ask her to dinner. But he didn’t have her number and wouldn’t go as far as to ask for it.
    If there’d been anything to his dream, if his attraction to her was due to something bigger than either of them, then she would have to call him.
    And he’d just have to wait and see if she did.

Chapter Three
    W hile Max ran into the pharmacy to pick up some vitamins and a special diaper rash ointment Dr. Kragen had recommended, Kirsten waited in the car with the sleeping baby secured in his seat in the back.
    She’d been relieved to hear that Anthony was healthy and thriving. And now that her worries had been somewhat stilled, she couldn’t help thinking about the kindness of Dr. Fortune—or rather, Jeremy. He seemed to have taken a special interest in her, although she couldn’t say how or why she’d come to that conclusion.
    It was in the way he looked at her, she supposed. The way their gazes seemed to connect and the hormones and pheromones that seemed to spark whenever he was near.
    She reached into her purse and pulled out his businesscard. She’d been a little surprised that he’d given it to her—and pleased that he had.
    But how many doctors actually gave out their personal phone numbers? Not many, she suspected.
    She turned