Sam halted, then his mesmerizing gold eyes released hers as it dropped to look at something else.

When Zary followed his line of sight, she then saw her own hands fisting the material of the bedsheets so hard that the surrounding area were crumpled. She was surprised to see that… wait… what? Her eyes slowly widened. Could it be that… her phobia… no… it could not be… this is Sam! Sam, her very own robot. Not a human male!

She whipped her head back up towards him. But… he was already gone. The place where he just stood was now empty as though there was no one there in the first place.

“Sa –” she could not finish calling out his name because the sound of the hair drier echoed from the bathroom. Did he go back into the bathroom to dry his hair?

Zary pressed her lips tight and then hugged her knees. She could not quite believe her reaction just now.

Was she really scared? But she was totally fine with Sam! How could it be that she felt like… no, this could not be fear. This might be just simple nervousness, right?

Hearing that the sounds of the blow drier had stopped inside the bathroom, she lifted her gaze. He stepped out from the bathroom, holding the dryer.

“May I dry your hair? Master?” he asked, wearing a slight smile. His expression was a bit brighter than a while ago. The sexual tension seemed to have totally gone as well.

“S-sure…” Zary forced herself to say that.

When he approached, she breathed out in relief that she did not jerk back instinctively again as how she did earlier.

She took off the towel that was wrapped around her head as Sam sat next to her, releasing her mass of damp waves tumbling over her shoulders and down her back.

The hair drier was turned on again. Its whirring sounds filling the silence comfortably, allowing the two people seated on the bed to keep their silence without feeling awkward. When his fingers touch her hair in an almost extremely careful manner, Zary felt her shoulders ease and relax.

And as time ticked by, whatever nervousness that had been lurking in her heart slowly died off. The way he was exaggeratedly careful in touching her hair, as if a little tug could kill her made her smile.

When he turned the hair drier off and started brushing out her hair with that same extreme carefulness, Zary spoke. “You really are shocking me big time, Sam.” she commented, luxuriating in his delicate touch.

“Because?”

“Because you can do everything. You told me you’re a sex robot, but you can actually do everything. So far, there seem to be nothing that you can’t do.”

Sam did not pause in his ministrations. He continued what he was doing as if unbothered by what she had said.

“My main function is to please you in bed and give you all the sexual satisfaction you want and need. But I was also programmed with the ability to do anything when the need arises. An endless amount of information is accessible within my memory bank. So all I have to do is ask a question and the answer and instructions will appear in my mind.” He explained.

“That’s… pretty amazing. Not to mention handy too!” Zary commented. “What is the very last question you asked your system right now?”

He paused for a moment. “I had asked what to do when you’re nervous.”

Zary nibbled on her lips, taken aback by the honestly of his reply. “And what did your system told you to do?”

“Retreat and give you some space for a while.” Sam answered easily.

“That’s why you returned to the bathroom…”

He nodded. That made Zary chuckle, a little guilty that her reaction was indeed the reason why he had suddenly retreated. “What else did it say?”

“Do something to ease the tension or create a distraction.”

Turning to him, Zary tilted her head to the side, curiosity brimming in her eyes. “That’s… all? Did it also instructed you to utilize the hair drier?” she asked, sounding as though she wanted to believe that his system indeed had told him to do that. Because if it did not, it only meant that he was capable of thoughts of his own free will, right? And that was…

To her relief, he nodded again. “I saw the hair drier and asked my system what its use was. It gave me the information about it and even how to use it. The sound is distracting so I asked again if I can use this to distract you. My system said yes.”

Zary almost whistled. That was really impressive.

“I think your system is a better teacher for you to become the perfect boyfriend, Sam.” She giggled, amused by how this conversation was progressing. “Your system is better at giving instructions too. I’m certain about it.”

“My system gave me a very long list when I asked on how to become the perfect boyfriend. But it had mentioned that some suggestions might work, and others might not. It all depended on the person involved. It is still better to know the person’s preferences and their likes and dislikes to avoid mistakes. It suggested that I ask you for your bucket list.” Sam explained lengthily.

“Oh…” Zary was speechless for a while. She had not expected that his system was so advanced and comprehensive to that extent. “That’s actually a very good suggestion. A bucket list, huh…”

She ran her fingers along her jaw, thinking about the bucket list. She thought this would really be a big help. She should make a bucket list of everything that she wanted from him now!

His warm fingers that brushed across her cheek pulled her thoughts back to the present. He tucked the loose hair strands behind her ear so gently, so carefully and she found herself staring at him. Running her gaze to all the perfection that was his face. His thick lashes were just so enviably long. His nose must be the most perfect one she had ever seen… his jaws… and that lips and eyes that she could call the epitome of temptation… she could just look at him all day! Just watching his face closely like this was already enough to ignite that heat in her once again.

“Am I scaring you, Zary?” Sam’s voice suddenly brought her back from her daydreaming.

She stilled and met his gaze.. That question… she had never expected to hear it from Sam at all.