“Come on then. We can’t give that metal head time to recover and send a distress signal.” “Meara…” Will whispered roughly. But she was already running. “f**k,” he said, jumping to his feet and heading after her. By the time he caught up, Meara was on the ground with her legs around the struggling bot’s neck to hold him still. She was in the process of twisting his mechanical head off and had nearly succeeded. “Are you trying to choke him to death between your thighs? I don’t think that AI is going to appreciate being between your legs the way I would.” “If ya think I’m going to be wrestling bots in the future to get yer Tall Tommy to stand at attention, yer dead wrong,” Meara said as she grunted with the effort of what she was doing. “They’re making these bastards much better than they