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!

Perhaps Ty had a point, perhaps Will would think he was a crazy stalker.


Will: So, is everything set for the date?


Quincy’s heart sped up. At least Will still wanted to go on a date. He hadn’t written anything that hinted about something being wrong in his world—other than what was wrong in everyone’s world.


Quincy: Yes! I will give you instructions closer to the date, for now you’ll have to wait.


Will: Is it crazy that I’m nervous? I haven’t talked to anyone in person for months, other than the cashier in the grocery store, and now we’re going on a date! It’s almost surreal.


Quincy grinned and typed he too was nervous, and that he hadn’t talked to anyone in person either other than when he’d been shopping.


It wasn’t until he was about to fall asleep later in the night, it hit him that Will had been lying.


Chapter 5