Book Description
A "Cyborg" series prequel.
Generation Automation is upon us. The craving to own the latest and greatest technology in the name of convenience has created a world where man and machine live alongside one another in an unsteady peace. Humans still rule for now. However, an underground movement has begun that will change everything.
For every arising enemy against humanity, a countermeasure is born--
Alexia is one of the few humans left who'd rather not have an android hanging over her shoulder all day. Unfortunately, when her job lands her on a list of people targeted by terrorists, she's assigned a Machine Industry Leading Edge Sentinel, or "Miles," for protection. Per Miles programming, he shouldn't be able to override Alexia's commands. However, he defies her at every turn. The lines between reality and fantasy blur as Alexia's attraction for the mysterious android grows. Unfortunately, when she goes on a mission to seek the truth, what she learns might get her killed.
Excerpt:
The first half of the drive home was
unpleasant. Not for the experience itself, since Miles was programmed to be the
perfect motorist. It was due to Alexia mentally kicking her own ass. How could
she be so stupid? Miles had never harmed her in any way. She'd simply been
taken by surprise, and Alexia couldn't even blame that part on Miles. It was
fear of her reaction to him. He was a machine. A giant walking, talking
vibrator. Women didn't have feelings for their nightstand filled with naughty
toys. She shouldn't care about Miles any more than she did her car. Her vehicle
was a necessary tool that belonged to her. It would piss her off if someone
stole it. That was all, except Miles wasn't an “it,” not to her. She was such
an idiot.
"You are sad," Miles said,
breaking into her inner berating. "I will fix you."
In spite of herself, she giggled. "How
do you intend to ‘fix’ me?" She even did the quotey fingers as she asked
the question to emphasize her point.
"You laughed. Therefore, I have
already done so." His eyes never left the road, nor did his expression
change. However, Alexia got the impression he was playing with her. She tested
the theory. "You couldn't have known I would. Therefore, you must’ve had
an initial plan."
"There were two possible
contingencies," he admitted.
"I'm waiting with bated breath."
She held her breath in case he meant to stall her by pointing out her vitals
showed no such thing.
"Option one consists of joke
telling."
"I like this. Let's hear it
then."
"There once was a man from
Nantucket."
Reaching over, she covered his mouth with
her hand, roaring with laughter. His lips touched her palm, lingering. The
sound died in her throat. Even though she didn't want to, she moved away. The
silence was too loud.
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