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One Year Later…Mia Becker,
Berlin, Germany, 2:24 AM
I was ten minutes into the game. I was wired in, and my fingers flew over the controls. On-screen, Kassius, the Velerion hunk I’d created to be my training partner, sat in the pilot’s seat looking handsome and stoic and almost real. Handsome wasn’t the right word. Hot was better. When my friend and fellow player, Jamie, had said she had a crush on her imaginary sidekick, I hadn’t laughed because I had one on mine, too.
Not a thirteen-year-old-girl boy-band kind of love, but an all-out, I-wanted-him-naked-in-my-bed kind of craving. My vibrator got a workout as I thought of Kass. Nightly and often twice on nights I played the game and spent hours listening to his voice. I knew it made me slightly crazy and a sign I needed to date more
