“I always dreamed a hot guy would come through my window,” Fern whispered theatrically, snuggling into his side and wrapping her arms around his waist like she couldn’t believe he was real. “Bailey told me,” Ambrose whispered back. “What? That sneak! He broke the best friend’s code not to reveal secret fantasies! Now I’m embarrassed.” Fern sighed gustily, not really sounding embarrassed at all.
