Mason curled his body around Lisa. She lay on her side, her back to his chest, and he pulled her close. He secured her hands against her body by wrapping his arm around her waist, capturing her limbs so that she couldn’t inadvertently touch him. She sighed and relaxed against him and he buried his nose in her hair, breathing in her scent that was now entwined with the scent of his shower gel.

     He knew he should get up, he still had work to do. Although he’d fixed the glitch in the vigilante game, he had put aside all his other work to do it and now he was...