Programmed To Protect (The Tau Cetus Chronicles) by Jenna Ives Read Free Book Online Page B

believed? That Veraine and Carron hoped to record any interaction with Ginger and hold it over his head? The diamond story could easily be a ploy to lull Wyatt into a false sense of being able to trust Veraine.
    Forcing himself to ignore the naked woman standing six feet away from him, Wyatt visually checked the standard spots for hidden cameras: the overhead light fixtures, the corners of the room where the walls met the ceiling, Veraine’s computer screen itself. There were no telltale red lights or black lens holes anywhere.
    Which proved nothing.
    And certainly not that Veraine was telling the truth.
    The best strategy was always the safest one. Trust no one.
    “Leith?”
    Wyatt sucked in a breath. As he watched, Ginger turned her back to him, bent over at the waist until her hands touched the floor, and presented him with her perfect ass. Wyatt swallowed hard. What the hell was congress of a cow, anyway?
    Stop it! You are not going to do this!
    As if to mock him, his cock hardened even more.
    Think! Think!
    She’s programmed to follow commands…
    “Ginger? Stand up.”
    The Doll threw him an uncertain glance over her shoulder. “Leith, congress of a cow—”
    “Stop!” Damn it, if she described the actual sex act to him, he might not be able to stick to his resolve. “I’m asking you, no, I’m ordering you to stand up.”
    The Doll paused again, obviously considering his command, but then straightened and turned to face him.
    Wyatt let out an audible sigh of relief. The danger had passed. He took a step closer to her. “Thank you. Now, I order you to step back into your utility closet.”
    He gave her what he hoped was a smile of encouragement, along with a nod of his head.
    She was just a foot away. All she had to do was back up and he could close the door on the temptation she presented. Hell, he even circled the inside door handle with his fingers in anticipation.
    Instead, Ginger reached out a hand, grabbed his belt, and stepped back, pulling him into the closet with her. The movement was so fast and so unexpected that the door – with Wyatt’s left hand still on the knob – banged shut behind them.
    “You are right. There are cameras in the room.”
    Leith Wyatt screwed his eyes closed, intensely aware of Ginger’s naked body now pressed up hard against him. Dear God, her breasts were crushed against his tunic, and felt just as soft and lush as human female breasts would. Her hips were pressed tightly against his erection, which was reveling in the contact by becoming even harder. Her skin felt warm and silky soft where his right hand had landed on her backside to steady himself.
    There’s a naked and willing sexbot practically in my arms…
    Hell, he was so physically overwhelmed by the sheer reality of her incredible body that his brain almost skipped right over what she’d said.
    There are cameras in the room.
    Wyatt’s eyes flew open. “What?”
    “There are recording devices in Titus Veraine’s lab. They were installed yesterday.”
    Wyatt’s eyes felt like they were going to pop right out of his head. Calm down, calm down. She’s not telling you this because she wants to, necessarily, but because she can’t lie. Simple as that.
    She’s not real. She’s just a machine.
    But she was clever enough to pull you into the closet before giving you this information. Can an A.I. program do that?
    “Take a step back, Ginger.”
    The Doll tilted her head as if in question, but Wyatt was desperate to put some physical distance between them. He couldn’t think straight with her naked body pressed against him.
    “Back up three feet,” he said again.
    The closet was small, but there was enough space for her to give him a bit of breathing room. Ginger took a giant step back. As she did, Wyatt’s hand slid off her perfect ass.
    He struggled to get his heart rate under control. “Why did you tell me about the cameras?”
    “A Beautiful Doll cannot lie, Leith.”
    “But isn’t Veraine your…