Dewey entered the restaurant in much the same way a Christian might have entered an arena full of lions. It was odd to be in love with someone that scared him, but he could no more change that than he could change the way the moon moved through the night sky—in the real world. In VR, he was captain of his fate, master of his soul and ruler of the skies. In this world, Bryn was master of his fate, ruler of his electronic parole bracelet and the ruler of his heart.
If only she could figure out her own heart. Didn’t Bryn know she loved him? Hadn’t she figured that out yet? And if she did, what would she do about it? He knew a lot of things about Bryn, but he didn’t know that.
He saw her before she saw him. She’d brought her work with her. Smart girl. He was usually late. She frowned down at
