Chapter 59

"Parts?" The fingers toying with the ends of his hair stilled. "Did you say parts as in dismantle me and divvy me up among other cyborgs? Are you sure your name isn't Frankenstein?"

"If you are referring to the doctor in the fiction story, then his name was actually. . ." He stopped talking at her arched brow. "Oh, I guess that's not pertinent to your query. I acquired you in the hopes of seeing if I could reanimate you, or that was the plan at first, and only if I couldn't would I have looked at using you for parts."

"Eew." Her nose wrinkled, which should have rendered her less attractive. It didn't. He swelled a little more to his embarrassment. He really, really hoped she didn't feel a thing, but somehow, the squirm on his lap and smirk on her lips seemed to indicate otherwise.