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CHAPTER ONE
Cat took in a slow breath, devouring the smell of bacon while her legs took a nice long stretch along…
She froze. Popped her eyes open.
Dark walls… huge windows… beautiful gloomy swamp beyond. Mmmm. 8-Bit’s room. She again slid her legs along the mocha velvet covers, turning her face into the pillow tosmellhim. What inGod’s namewas he made of that smelled so good? Heat flooded in with thememories.The post orgasm ones brought her pulse into the action. Lord, she’d tried to actunaffected. What ajoke. The shame piled up at recalling his sudden need to cook because she was probably hungry. At midnight. And the graveyard shift they were supposed to pull, what happened to that? She was glad in a way. He mighta learned her how his orgasm worked next. And shedidwant to learn that but wouldn’t have been able to keep her professional composure for that. Already she’d shown way too much…satisfaction and…God what were the words for all that? Immaturity. And greenery. Lord. Have. Mercy, what a disaster. He was probably shocked over her outrageous reaction.
And what was up with that AL personality he’d mentioned. Something was weird about that. He needed tomakeadjustmentsbefore they officially met. Geeze. What kind of asshole was he? Was he vulgar? Had Ethan given him that kind of trait since he was once into…
No. He’d left all that.
She sat up in bed, wondering what time it was. She recalled all them gadgets he had. She’d met the vacuum cleaner during the night on her way to the bathroom and nearly killed herself trying to jump over the creepy thing. Then she’d had a heart attack in the mirror when washing her hands, the thingtalkedto her.Whileshe was looking at it! “Guest mode activated. Hello Cat. The time is two-thirty a.m.”Then it kindly suggested she stay hydrated, gave her the weather for the next day and then reminded her about the lavender bath before listing off other essential oils and their benefits should she prefer or need that. Just freakin’wow!Made her want to look out the window to make sure she was still in the swamp on planet earth.
She scooted out of the bed, waiting for a random voice to pop up and scare the crap out of her. She crept to the door and opened it, listening. Big G was nice, she remembered. Wonder if she could ask him things?
Not hearing a sound, she whispered, “Big G. Where’s Ethan?”
“Morning Cat,” Big G said—in awhisper! “Ethan is performing his morning routine. Would you like me to tell him you’re awake?”
“No!” she hurried in another whisper, wondering what his morning routine was. Should she ask or was that personal. “Are you allowed to tell me his morning routine? So I can decide what to do?”
“Ethan’s morning routine does not contain classified information; therefore, I’m permitted to tell you. Every morning at 6:00 A.M. Ethan spends one hour boxing with a virtual trainer. At 7:00 A.M. he showers. At 7:15, he prepares a tailored meal that would meet the demands of the day’s activities. At 8:00 A.M, he accesses the day’s work schedule and prepares to meet his goals. Would you like a status of where Ethan is on his morning routine?”
He was still whispering, and she did also. “Yes, please.”
“Ethan would be in the process of preparing for his day’s work schedule.”
“And… where does he do that? If that’s okay to say?”
“In his office. Would you like directions?”
Was like he was reading her mind. “That would be helpful.”
“His home office is the first door on the left in the hall at the rear of the kitchen. Would you like me to announce you’ll be visiting?”
She considered. “Uh… maybe I’ll just wait till he’s done and…finds me. I don’t want to disturb.”
“Certainly. Your biometric readings show elevation in your levels. Would you like me to draw the lavender bath to help you relax?”
Wow, she wouldnotget used to that. Or the amazing tub in the bathroom either. Or that huge stone shower connected to it. “How long before you think Ethan will…be done?” Cause a lavender bath sounded amazing. With coffee. “I think I’ll have that bath, but I want a cup of coffee first.”
“The coffee’s caffein will work against my relaxation protocols, would you like a morning blend of citrus tea?”
Geeze, this machine was too amazing. “I don’t really like tea. But…I’ll give it a try if you recommend it.”
“I do. Its blend has proven effective in facilitating relaxation in humans according to available data. I have set the smart pot to brew you the perfect cup.”
Relaxing with tea in a luxurious bath when work was about to commence. Huh. Kinda silly and not her style. “Second thought, I think I’ll wait till this evening for all this relaxation, Big G. I’m not used to beatin’ around the bayou before a day’s work. But…thank you, it’s all very nice of you.”
“Certainly, your preference is respected. Would you like to specify a time for me to initiate the tea brewing and bath preparations this evening?”
“Uhhh. Can I just let you know later? And I’ll just go with that cup of coffee.”
“Absolutely, your flexibility is accommodated. Please feel free to inform me later when you wish to proceed with the relaxation amenities.”
Lord, all this fancy talk. “I might need to repeat high school if we’re gonna be friends, Big G.”
“If you find my mode of communication overly formal, I can adjust my responses to be more colloquial. Would you like me to make that change?”
