Quincy Dean is one lucky guy. After months of virtual flirting, he’s convinced the man of his dreams is living next door. True, they’ve never spoken face-to-face, and William Johnson has never posted a picture of himself, but how many William Johnson’s could there be?<br><br>Quincy is positive the two of them would be great together. But if he's ever going to get the chance to convince Will of that fact, he’s going to need to do it before his perfect man figures out he’s too good for Quincy's little corner of Whiteport and disappears from his real life forever.<br><br>But how do you woo someone when you have to stay six feet apart? Direct messages are great, but they aren't very romantic. And when Quincy begins to notice that Will’s messages don’t always match up with what he's seeing through his blinds, he worries that even online he and his dream guy are drifting apart. Six feet or not, it might be time to ask Will out on a date.

Quinny, Focus!

“Dude, be careful, okay. I’m not sure the William you’re talking to and the William you are stalking is one and the same.”


“He’s thirty-one—which fits with the neighbor William. He moved here in February—which fits with neighbor William. He’s funny and kind—which fits with neighbor William.”


“May I remind you, you’ve never spoken to neighbor Will.”


The sound of Ty typing on his keyboard floated through the line. “Your neighbor William is twenty-nine.”


Quincy frowned at the dark apartment across the yard. A wave of unease went through him, but he shook it off. “So he lied about his age.”


“Fine.” Ty sighed. “So ask him on a date.”


“A date? We can’t go on a date now, everything is closed.”


“A picnic where you both sit on a blanket on the grass between your buildings, a Zoom dinner, something where you get to see him, so you know who you’re talking to.”


Chapter 2