“Good. We just got back from a farmer’s market and we’re going to take a little picnic out on the boat.” My nose scrunches up. I can picture it. Bridget’s curly blonde hair blowing in the wind and Ash nearly crashing the boat as he stares at her. The man is obsessed with her. “You two are adorable.” “I can feel you making a face at me, but I am choosing to take the compliment.”
