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way he studied her had her about to break into a sweat again. Is he wising up? She
    thought fast, spun around to face the foam cleaning unit, really wanting one anyway,
    and stepped inside, purposely leaving her clothes on. She reached for the button to lift
    the doors to activate it.
    “Wait!” He took a few quick steps forward. “You’re still dressed.”
    She looked down, making a show of peering at her clothes. She lifted her chin. “Am
    I supposed to remove them first?” If that didn’t cry “stupid bot” to the guy, she didn’t
    know what would.
    “Yes.” He gave a nod and then hesitated before his hands lifted. “Let me help you.”
    She kept her gaze down and stepped over the edge of the foam unit and back onto
    the floor of his room. She lifted her arms the way a child would, her heart racing. He
    could totally help her get naked.
    “What are you doing?”
    Her chin rose. “I am waiting for you to undress me. The shirt lifts over my head.”
    Big hands hovered for seconds and then he gripped her shirt, tugging it up her
    body. The bra threw him a little, a frown curving his lips. Megan cursed silently,
    forgetting she wore one when bots didn’t. She turned to present her back to him.
    “I am fully outfitted to be human.”
    He hesitated but then his fingers brushed her mid back as he unclasped the bra. She
    turned, wiggled her shoulders, and the bra dropped. The straps slid down her arms and
    it landed on her feet. She looked up to see Ice’s attention fixed on her breasts. Her
    nipples puckered from the cooler air.
    “Damn.” His hand rose quickly and his thumb brushed over her stiffened flesh.
    “You have reactive nipples? That’s amazing.”
    She had to clench her teeth to not gasp in surprise as he played with her. His other
    hand rose to her other breast. He pinched that one between his thumb and forefinger,
    shooting pleasure straight to her brain. She didn’t mean to but she arched her back a
    little to push them more firmly into his hands. His gaze lifted to stare at her while his
    hands froze.
    “You have expressions too?”
    Shit! She realized she couldn’t hide everything. “Yes.”
    He lowered his gaze, both hands cupping her breasts. He gave them a gentle
    squeeze, feeling them, weighing them in his palms, and rubbing her sensitive skin
    again. The wonderful sensation made Megan’s body react full force. Butterflies fluttered
    around inside her stomach and she grew wet between her thighs over what he did to
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    her with his fingers. It had been a long time since she’d had someone touch her and the
    guy was total eye candy with his beautiful eyes, gorgeous, burnished metallic-gray skin,
    and his body to die for.
    Bad choice of words to describe him , she reminded herself. If he discovered her to be
    human, he might have to kill her to protect his secret existence. He released her breasts
    and his gaze met hers.
    “That’s amazing. You feel almost real.”
    Almost? Oh yeah, he is total eye candy but not the brightest sugar treat in the bowl.
    “Thank you,” she said sweetly, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
    “They made you a little cooler though, in temperature. The other bots feel a bit
    warmer and they made your breasts a little too soft and small. I like more firmness and
    more filling my hand.”
    She debated if she could get away with smacking him upside the head. She fought
    the temptation, guessing that blaming a glitch that made her robotic arm jerk
    uncontrollably wouldn’t be believable. She resisted the urge and locked her teeth
    together instead and pushed back her irritation.
    He suddenly dropped to his knees and she held her breath. He was tall even when
    kneeling, his face level with her breasts. He stared at them before he reached for the
    waist of her pants, gripped them, and just jerked them down her legs. He paused and
    then looked up.
    “Not fully outfitted. They forgot to put underwear on you.”
    She swallowed. “I’ll make a