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“Let’s do something,” he said. “You finish the seminar and push your project as far as you can. It’s a good one, and I already have a couple of ideas to use it, but first I gotta see what you guys actually make of it. In the meantime, I’m gonna try to get some of my wife’s prototypes to get the coding started. And once you’re done with your project, you can hop in to join mine.”

“Sounds good,” I said. And it was true, it did.

“Great. By the way, I’m gonna need a test subject.”

The way he smirked made me frown. “Forget it.”

He raised his eyebrows. “These things need lube.”

“Oh, you son of a thousand bitches.”

“Great. I knew I could count on you.”

I snorted, about to grumble some more, but my eyes fell on the wall clock. Almost nine! I’d be lucky if I didn’t find my few belongings packed outside my apartment’s door.

“Shit!” I grunted, standing up. “Sorry, but I really gotta go.”

He stopped me with a smile when I grabbed my phone to call an Uber and took his to make the call. Weird. It w