Publication date: April 23rd 2018
Genre: Adult, Romance, Science Fiction
N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves
writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.
She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys
who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with
She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things…but likes it even more when they fall in
She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day
she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.
She’s been writing ever since…
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“In 2068, androids are an integrated part of human
life. Big Brother no longer just watches from the shadows. It’s in every
Lloyd Salter has OCD issues with noise, mess, and he’s uncomfortable with human
interaction. When his ex claimed the only thing perfect enough to live up to his
standards was an android, Lloyd dismissed it. But two years later, after much self-
assessment, Lloyd thinks he may have been right.
SATinc is the largest manufacturer of androids in Australia, including the Fully
Compatible Units known as an A-Class 10. Their latest design is the Synthetic Human
Android UNit, otherwise known as SHAUN.
Shaun is compatible with Lloyd’s every need; the perfect fit on an intellectual and
physical basis. But Lloyd soon realises Shaun’s not like other A-Class androids. He
learns. He adapts. Sure that SATinc is aware Shaun functions outside of his
programmed parameters, Lloyd must find a way to keep Shaun safe.
No one can know how special Shaun is. No one can know he’s evolved.”
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By the time my intercom sounded at nine fifteen the next morning, the butterflies in
my belly felt more like stomping elephants. I buzzed the delivery team through and
waited for the elevator to ping down the hall.
Breathe, Lloyd, I reminded myself.
My apartment was a spacious two-bedroom luxury unit on the top floor of the
complex. Polished concrete floors, high ceilings, a bookcase as one entire wall, and
floor-to- ceiling windows on the north-east facing wall. I liked the clean lines, minimalistic
furniture. Well, I didn’t just like it. I needed it. Clutter and closed spaces made me
anxious. My ex-boyfriend had found my apartment cold and clinical, but I found the
whites and greys soothing, peaceful. Then again, he’d found a lot of things about me
The knock on my door startled me, even though I’d been expecting it. I opened it to
find two men and a rather large crate. The first man smiled. He was wearing grey suit
pants and a navy sweater. He showed me his ID. “Mr Salter, my name is Myles
Dewegger. We have a special delivery.”
“Yes, yes, please come in,” I said, standing aside in invitation.
The second man wheeled through the crate. He was dressed all in black with a
military style haircut, and he looked as though he belonged in a SWAT team. He was a
rather large man, with bulging muscles and perfect skin, and I had to study him for a
second. No, he was human.
“Nice place,” Myles said, looking around the large, open living room. “Are we all
right to do this here?”
I closed the door and took a breath to steady myself. I wasn’t accustomed to having
strange people in my house. “Yes, of course.” I followed him and stood next to the
couch. “I thought Mr Kingsley might have attended the delivery. I assumed incorrectly, it
“Sasha’s a busy man,” Myles said with a smile. “Though if you’d prefer, I can call
him and you can speak to him.”
“No, it’s fine,” I said. I was now staring at the crate. Oh boy. It was well over six feet
tall, three feet wide. Shaun was inside. He was right there. I swallowed hard.
Myles read me. “Let’s introduce you, shall we?”
I nodded. “Yes, please.”
Myles and his helper, whose name I didn’t know, undid the crate and removed the
front panel. My heart almost stopped. Inside, Shaun stood, packaged-in perfectly so as
not to be damaged in any way. He was dressed in a dinner suit. A charming navy piece
with a light blue shirt underneath his blazer, top button undone. His black hair was
exactly as I’d ordered; short sides, longer on top, professional. His skin was warm ivory
with a subtle hint of blush on his cheeks; his lips were pink and a perfect cupid’s bow.
His eyes were closed, his lashes long.
He took my breath away.
The big delivery guy stepped in and unstrapped Shaun, then lifted him out. Right,
that explained the need for muscle. Then he quickly wheeled the crate back to the front
door, making the room neat again, leaving Shaun standing perfectly still in my living
Myles glanced at me. “Everything look okay?”
I nodded and had to focus on speaking so I could make actual sound. “So far,
Myles smiled as he took out a small hand-held screen I recognised from the SATinc
office. It was a control panel. He tapped on both screens, I entered in a personal code,
and Shaun was officially added to my Wi-Fi.
It was becoming so very real.
Myles seemed completely unfazed and oblivious to the fact that I was in the middle
of a monumental life event. He went on a spiel of specifications and diagnostics,
developmental robotics, neural networks, artificial consciousness, proprioceptive
sensors, and spatial cognizance, but all I could do was stare at Shaun.
Myles stopped speaking when he realised I wasn’t paying attention, and his pause
made me look at him instead. He continued, “I’ll activate him, then we’ll require him to
study your face for a few seconds. He has facial recognition, so once he recognises you
as his custodian, he’ll be able to identify you anywhere.”
“So if you’re out in public and you become separated, he will be able to find
For the strangest reason, I found that comforting.
“And your voice. He’ll recognise that anywhere.”
I smiled at Shaun, though he still had his eyes closed.
“Are you ready?” Myles asked.
Myles held the small black screen toward me. He entered in a code and spoke clear
and loud. “Please re-enter in your Wi-Fi code,” he said, averting his eyes while I entered
my security code for Shaun’s wireless access. Then Myles added something else, and
watching Shaun, he said, “Activate.”
Shaun opened his eyes.
They were the exact shade of blue I’d asked for. But he just stared blankly.
Myles entered in more codes, then spoke to me. “Please stand in front of him until I
tell you to move.”
I did as I was instructed. Shaun was approximately an inch shorter than me, and he
was even better close up. Being this close to him sent a curl of anticipation through
I could hear Myles tapping on the screen and then Shaun’s eyes focused on me. He
was scanning my face, and then he looked down to my feet and up my body. It set my
blood on fire.
Then Myles handed me the small screen and said, “Please read this out loud to
I let out a breath and looked Shaun right in the eye. “My name is Lloyd Salter. I am
your custodian, and this is your home.”
Myles took the control again and clicked on the screen a few more times, and
something in Shaun changed. I saw it, the very moment it happened.
He became aware.
His gaze fell on me. “Hello, Lloyd,” Shaun said. His voice was a deep baritone, with
a tenor that curled in my belly.
“Hello Shaun,” I replied. My voice was barely a whisper.
And then, throwing my world completely off its axis, he smiled. Not a perfect smile,
but slightly lopsided in a very human way. If a simple smile could complete my
existence, it was done. He was stunningly perfect.
“It is very nice to meet you,” Shaun said.
“Likewise,” I replied. I couldn’t stop staring at his eyes, and I swore the corner of
Shaun’s lip twitched in an almost smile.
“Is that normal?” I asked Myles. “He’s so… human.”
Myles grinned. “It’s amazing, isn’t it? How real they are?”
I nodded, staring back at Shaun. So very real.
“As I was saying before, he has the spatial awareness and object manipulation skills
of a surgeon. He can lift heavy objects with ease, but he can also hold the finest, most
delicate glass object with precision. He has social intelligence; he can recognise and
interpret, process and simulate human affects and empathy. He is, without doubt, the
most advanced A-Class synthetic android in the world.”
Shaun tilted his head a little while he studied me, and I stared right back at him.
“He’s been uploaded with extensive knowledge of all requested data,” Myles said,
holding the screen out for me to see. I glanced at it but couldn’t take my eyes off Shaun
for long. Myles continued anyway. “Literary histories, world current affairs, everything
you asked for has been preloaded, but he can access any information you require. If it’s
on the web, he can find it, and he can discuss, converse, debate whatever you
“Now, as for the personal companion aspect,” Myles went on. Personal companion
aspect was synthetic speak for sex. “All lubricants must be silicone based, not oil based,
though I’m sure you’re aware. He can self-clean but he might like it if you help him.” I
looked at Myles and he winked. “Yes, he has likes and dislikes. Though he’s been pre-
dispositioned to your psych evaluation so there are no conflicts. He enjoys
conversation, attention, praise…, touch. Sex.”
My heart rate took off.
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