Putting It To The Test. Lori Borrill

“Pardon?”

      “Your code name. Who did he give you?” Then she quickly held up a hand. “Not that you have to answer that. I realize they’re confidential. We were just having fun with it, you know, seeing what Mr. Hall had assigned to each of us.” Giggling, she added, “Heck, for all I know, his wife might have made them up. Or maybe he picked them off a list from Singles Inc.” She blushed again and began to back toward the entrance to his cubicle. “Mr. Hall might not have picked them out at all. I don’t think anyone asked. Or it could have been random or—”

      “Rocky.”

      She stopped her rambling and stared. “Huh?”

      “Rocky. He gave me Rocky.”

      Her mouth hung ajar for a moment before a twinkle lit in her eyes. It was a gleam too bright for simple amusement and it struck him as odd. Something was definitely hanging under the surface here, but what? She’d wanted his code name? It wouldn’t get her anything without the password. So why the sudden interest in bringing him in on the office chatter?

      “I like it,” she said.

      “Like what?”

      “Rocky. I’d be flattered if I were you.”

      Matt hadn’t given it any thought, though now that he did, he wasn’t sure he agreed. “Rocky wasn’t the brightest of bulbs.”

      She raised a sarcastic brow. “Neither was Gidget. But at least Rocky was a hero. He represented strength and determination.”

      Well, he might have that.

      Taking a deep breath, she stepped back and clasped her hands into fists. “Well, I won’t keep you any longer. I just wanted to apologize for yesterday and…”

      “No problem.”

      She nodded. “Good. Well, I’ll see you around.”

      Then she turned and walked—make that scurried—away. He watched her backside as she rushed quickly down the aisle before disappearing into the sea of cubicles, then he shook his head and settled back in his seat.

      In his two years at Hall Technologies that was officially the strangest conversation he’d ever had, but at least it did one thing—it had momentarily taken his mind off the idea of her naked in his bed.

      Now his thoughts were consumed with what exactly Carly Abrams was up to.