All Chapters of Programmed the Quaterback Robot to Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 79

Kaya’s POV “Kaya—” he begins, voice low and apologetic. I lift my hand, cutting him off before he can say more. “Not here.” His brows furrow. “I need to explain—” “Outside,” I whisper, nodding toward the door. Too many heads have already turned our way, the interns pretending to type, the lab technicians trying to eavesdrop. The gossip about the club photos has spread faster than any scientific tech breakthrough I’ve ever made. Flynn follows me without another word. Once we reach the hallway, I turn to face him, my arms crossed tight over my chest. He looks troubled, more human than ever. “It’s not what it looks like,” he says quickly, voice full of urgency. “Diamond…she was drunk, Kaya. She could barely stand. I only helped her get home. She tried to kiss me, but I stopped her. I didn’t touch her, I swear.” The sincerity in his tone pulls at me, but I keep my expression firm. “You shouldn’t have been there in the first place. You know what it looks like when a photo like that

Flynn’s POV Tom’s hand is still clamped on Kaya’s arm when I reach them. His face is too close to hers, his voice low as he tries to intimidate Kaya. Kaya’s eyes flick up toward me, wide and unsettled, and that’s all it takes. My body reacts before my mind does. I move in, sliding an arm around her waist and pulling her gently but firmly into my side. Her body fits against mine like it belongs there, and she gasps softly before leaning into the warmth of my hold. Tom jerks back. “Mind your business, Fetcher.” I give him a calm, almost bored look. “She is my business.” His jaw twitches. “You’re new here. Don’t get ahead of yourself.” I don’t take the bait. Instead, I look down at Kaya. She’s trying to mask her shaken state, but I can see the tension in her shoulders and the faint tremble in her fingers. “Are you alright?” I ask softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. My thumb grazes her cheek, and she melts a fraction, just enough for me to catch it. “He didn’t hurt

Flynn’s POV The water hits the back of my neck in steady, pounding waves, this is just another part of the morning routine I’ve done since I was activated. But my eyes close and immediately, the world shifts. I find myself on a rooftop with edges of a city skyline that doesn’t look like anything I’ve ever seen in this lifetime. The sun sets low so that it stains everything in warm gold. And then I hear laughter, Kaya’s, she sounds younger and softer. Then I hear a voice next, my own, but not my own. “Kaya, promise you won’t leave without me.” Her hair blows in the wind, long and dark, flying around her shoulders. She pushes it back as she laughs again and says something, something I can’t make out. But she’s smiling at me. At Noah. At the person I shouldn’t be remembering. “No…” My hand shoots out, slamming against the shower wall. The tile is cold despite the steam. My breath comes unevenly, if I can even call it breath. “Why do I see her like this?” The memory dissolves lik

Riley POV The door to my office clicks shut behind us, and within seconds Tom has me backed against it. His mouth crashes against mine, hot and demanding. I smile against his lips, breathless, the thrill of earlier still pulsing through me like electricity. “God, that was incredible,” I whisper, tugging him closer by his collar. Tom kisses down my jaw, his breath rough with adrenaline. “You should have seen your face when the flames went up. You looked like you were watching art.” He laughs, low and amused. Because it was art. Kaya had stood there screaming like a little child who lost her toy. Flynn tried to hold her. She shoved him off. The entire thing was perfect. Every detail. Every reaction. And now, the priceless expression she wore when he tried to drive her home and she rejected him in front of everyone. That alone was worth getting ash under my nails. “I am still replaying it,” I say, pulling Tom back up to kiss me again. “The look in her eyes. And Flynn’s. It was almo