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  He ran a hand through his hair, suddenly looking nervous. “Yeah.”

  “Are you prepared to abide by my decisions regarding your function and ability, should I determine you need repairs?”

  Now he laughed. “Sure. Yeah.”

  “You seem to be taking this awfully lightly,” I said. “This is a serious offense.”

  He forced his smile into a serious look. “Sorry, officer.”

  “State your name.”

  “Declan.”

  I sighed. “Your ID number?”

  He frowned. “I don’t think I have one.”

  Memory wipe. So far, he hadn’t exhibited any of the tics or tremors that signaled a faulty ignition, but loss of RAM could indicate a bigger problem. “Never mind. I can probably find your registration code.”

  He laughed again, more loudly. I didn’t like his attitude, but I didn’t show my annoyance. He’d be begging for mercy when I finished with him, anyway.

  “Let’s just get started, okay?”

  He looked a little nervous again. “What do you want me to do?”

  I didn’t have to think too hard about that one. “Stand up.”

  He did.

  * * *

  Passion Model

  Also by Megan Hart

  All the Lies We Tell

  All the Secrets We Keep

  A Heart Full of Stars

  All Fall Down

  Always You

  Broken

  Beg For It

  Castle in the Sand

  Clearwater

  Dirty

  Hold Me Close

  Hurt the One You Love

  Naked

  Passion Model

  Precious and Fragile Things

  Ride with the Devil

  Stumble into Love

  The Resurrected One: First Come the Storms

  Womb

  Unforgivable

  Pleasure and Purpose

  No Greater Pleasure

  Selfish Is the Heart

  Virtue and Vice

  About the Author

  photo credit: Whitney Hart Photography

  I was born and then I lived a while. Then I did some stuff and other things. Now, I mostly write books. Some of them use a lot of bad words, but most of the other words are okay.

  If you liked this book, please tell everyone you love to buy it. If you hated it, please tell everyone you hate to buy it.

  Find me here!

  www.meganhart.com

  readinbed@gmail.com