What would it be like if someone were trapped in their favorite video game as if it were real life?
Dina is about to find out…
He was beautiful. Not even a 75-inch OLED could have defined Arathiel like she was seeing him with her own eyes. His black hair fell around his shoulders in loose long waves. His olive skin was sculpted with light and shadow from the lowering sun, and his simple, loose clothes flattered the natural poise of the mer’s lithe body. Dina stretched her hand without thinking. She touched him, her fingers sliding across his cheek.
Arathiel’s eyes closed at her touch. He turned his face into her caress. His breath was warm on her wrist, as warm and light as a kiss.
“You’re not enchanting me, are you?” Dina asked.
A small smile quirked his mouth at her question. “What if I am?”