Oh, Fantasy! Brigitte Dumont was not thrilled about playing a cooing, buxom bimbo named Babycakes during a murder-mystery weekend. Why was everyone else at the hotel so excited about meeting C. H. Battle, the hot new cartoonist who was scripting the mystery? Personally she found his detective creation, Fantasy Fuzz, a piece of sexist crock. Then she met sweet, shy, sexy Charlie Battle, and suddenly playing Babycakes with Charlie felt absolutely right. Sassy, confident, charming Brigitte was a fantasy come true for Charlie. But she seemed to take life and romance far too lightly. Were the sparks between them just part of the fantasy, or the real thing?