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years. He hugged her close to his denim-sheathed body. Melissa and nine exquisite creations watched, but March didn’t care. She melted into his embrace, loving the feel of lean muscle against her softness.
    A chill settled on her as she imagined Michael asking, “Mom, who is this guy?”
    She’d think about that tomorrow—or next week or the next—when they came to claim her from paradise.
    “Shall we leave you two alone?” Melissa’s soft chuckle whiplashed March out of Christian’s arms.
    She wheeled, blushing. The other androids had slipped away. Understanding brimmed in Melissa’s dark eyes, her smile uncommonly warm. From behind her, Christian slipped his arms around March’s waist. She covered his hands with hers. When you closed a purchase, did your companion immediately come with you, or would she have to wait while he was prepared to love her?
    “Christian, return to the others. I’ll summon you when March is ready.”
    When his hands dropped to his sides, the heat of his touch lingered on her skin. She didn’t want him to go, didn’t want him out of her sight, now or ever. Her wish had finally come true. He’d be programmed to give her undivided attention and unconditional love. A guilty shiver oozed down her spine. Being a possession seemed wrong and unfair to the beautiful man still standing behind her.
    “Must I?” He rested his hands on her shoulders.
    “I would like for him to stay.” Again, March covered his hands with hers, relishing their warmth and smoothness.
    “We have certain business yet to complete, and Christian must see Stefan, our chief programmer.” Melissa gestured at the door through which the other androids had disappeared. “We won’t keep you apart very long.”
    March gave a little self-conscious laugh, but she was far too happy to be concerned about what Melissa thought. She patted Christian’s hand and glanced over her shoulder. He squeezed her against him, darting a kiss to the back of her neck. Anywhere else on her neck, but exactly there was an instant turn-on. Without any programming, he seemed to sense her sweet spots.
    Programming , suddenly the word echoed in her head. To her detriment, she’d always preferred alpha men. Their focus, ambition, and sexual drive captivated her. Devotion coded into his being, was it possible for Christian be alpha?
    “See you soon.” She turned, watching him leave the room, his stride purposeful, a little cocky, definitely confident. What a fine ass and that hair!
    If he’d worn black leather instead of a black tuxedo coat, emblazoned in red on his motorcycle jacket would have been Beware: Bad Boy. Yeppy-doodle, I’m in trouble. Oh, but hot damn, everything I could ask for!
    March laughed aloud, wanting to whirl a quick dance. Yesterday, a Boeing 747 had transported her to Heaven.
    “Good choice. He’s a doll, sweet and caring.” Melissa nodded at the double doors March had entered only minutes ago, her soul starving. “Since all the units are born the same, not quite sure, but I must warn you he’s a bit arrogant, and he’s all man.”
    March nodded vigorously. “I can see that. Now what?”
    The female android turned, beckoning for March to follow. “The exit interview and financial arrangements, the programming will be tested, then I’ll request a limo to return you and your new companion to the hotel.”
    Mayfair would arrange everything, no detail skipped.
    “I’d like to extend my stay at the hotel, spend my vacation here, getting to know Christian.” Images of touring the city with him spooled lazily through her mind, her heart soaring. “Will he be in the interview?”
    Melissa said over her shoulder, “He’s being prepared. March, I must say he seemed to love you at first sight, without special programming. The detailed information in your profile is encoded with the undying affection. This Christian model is very human. I’ve never seen him react to a client as he did with you. I think he’s going