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Vic was an odd woman for her time, raised around machines and preferring them to the boring social nuances of other human beings.
“You are quite forward for a cowboy,” Vic breathed softly, her eyes crinkling at the twinkle in his. “And you’re beautiful for a cyborg.”
He wanted to give her the world. Even fools could love.
“If he goes any slower, he will never make it,” Jed commented. Vic elbowed him, eliciting a grunt from him. “I mean, take your time, buddy!”
“Pep up, Emory,” he whispered to himself. “You have the world to save. Then, it will be time for tea.”
Like a clockwork butterfly, you can soar.
