Day 2, Test 2: Patching Things Up

After a restless night of excitement, I was woken up around 10AM the next morning by Rebecca opening the door to my room noisily. I groggily rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed to see what the commotion was about. I was a little worried her temper might've carried over into today, but she stood in the doorway with a mischievous grin instead.

"Wake up, Brett." she said, flipping on the lights. "Daylight's burnin' and we got some more testing to do."

"Urgh- okay, okay, I'm up. Give me like 5 minutes?"

She chuckled and left the room, closing the door almost all the way on her way out. I was tired, but remembering yesterday's test and the thrill I'd gotten from our discoveries, I was quickly getting re-energized... Okay, maybe one cup of coffee couldn't hurt. I stepped out of the room half-dressed and could tell Rebecca had had the same thought as the fragrance of a fresh-brewed pot permeated the air. I sat down at the breakfast bar by the kitchen and wiped my eyes as she poured me a cup.

"Sugar? Cream?" she asked.

"Just a little cream, I'm not much of a sugar guy with my coffee."

"Pfft, sugar is where it's at. Sweeter the better." She opened the fridge and leaned over to look for the carton of half-and-half. I couldn't help but stare at her athletic, but small, ass as it presented itself, but I averted my gaze before she noticed. I think.

After a short and pleasant breakfast conversation and a quick run through the shower for me, we met once again in the empty and ominous Research Room to test the program once more.

"Okay, first off, I want to clear the air." Rebecca said as she jumped up on one of the beds with her legs dangling off the side. "I think I was a little too aggressive last night, and for that I am sorry."

"No no no, I'm the one that should apologize." I said, putting my phone down solemnly. "There's a line I should've known not to cross, and I did it anyway. It's extremely unprofessional of me and I won't do it again without asking first."

We both stood there quietly assessing the seriousness of each other's statements. Rebecca had a stern look on her face that wobbled and then broke as she laughed deeply. "Oh my god, it's just my tits. It was a little bit funny, looking back at it." She wiped her eyes and collected herself. "But yes, please do ask before you randomly look at the super personal stuff, okay?"

I chuckled, glad the tension from yesterday was solved. "You got it. So, back at it again with the 'Cross' patch?"

"Hmm, hold on," Rebecca said, looking over the 3 options on the table. "Now that we know what the first one did, we should try the others right?"

"Well, typically you want to test the first option out fully before you-"

"Oh blah blah, you and your system. Come on, I'm really interested in trying something new!" Rebecca said excitedly, looking at me with puppy-dog eyes. "Just pick one of the others so we can see if it's different. Then we can go back to the 'Cross' patch. Yeah?"

I hesitated, but I didn't need much convincing really. I'd known about the first patch, but the other 2 had been a surprise and I was just as excited to see what they did as Rebecca. "Fine.... Let's go with-"