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!

“Write what you want him to do to you.”


“Okay, write what you want to do to him.”


A blush climbed his face. “No, what if he thinks I’m weird.”


Ty sighed. “Tease and see what he writes in return.”


“I don’t know, say you just got out of the shower, that you’re touching yourself thinking of him.”


Quincy sank down on the sofa. “He’ll think I’m insane.”


Could he? “What if it all goes wrong?”


“Oh…Yeah, I guess I could do that.”


Ty chuckled. “I can’t wait to hear how this goes, but right now, babe, I need to go back to work.”


I’m heading for the shower. No! Quincy deleted the words before he accidentally hit send. I just got out of the shower…No. Or…No. He stared at the words on the screen, took a deep breath, and hit send.


Chapter 7