Amy's Awakening

"You have a patient."




Brent Delfino trudged down the hall with his clipboard, a small boy and his mother following him. He walked into the first available room, and the boy methodically walked over to the examination table and sat down on the blue wax paper. Brent immediately went through the pre-exam questions, but with only one thing on his mind.




Amy Reiley. The twenty-two year old receptionist who ironically stole his heart. She was way different than any other girl he'd ever wanted in his whole life. She was too captivating for him to ignore and move on to another girl. He had no idea whether or not she even knew how she felt about him, but he was determined to make her see him for who he really was.




"Okay, Jeff. The doctor should be here in a minute." Brent smiled and walked back down the hall.




He knew what she saw him as: a guy who had only one thing on his mind when it came to girls, and only did one-night stands. Well, that was not true..... All right, so he'd done that before. But when he met Amy, that kind of thing didn't seem too appealing anymore. She was quiet, but not distant or cold. When he watched her from a distance, she was warm and kind with a natural loving heart. She was a redhead, which did make his loins burn every time he saw her long hair swaying behind her as she walked. And, okay, yeah, he watched her ass sometimes. He was still male, after all.




Brent came back in time to watch Amy give a pretzel rod to a previous kid from about fifteen minutes ago. He smiled and thanked her before walking out the door with his mother. Brent was only watching Amy's smile though. Her whole face lit up, especially her eyes, which were filled with warmth for a moment, and it touched his heart. The smile did not leave her face as she looked down and continued her paperwork. He continued staring, an admiring smile playing on the corner of his own lips.





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She felt him staring again. Staring with those light blue eyes of his, so light she swore they were almost clear when she first saw him. Why did he do that? Why did he enjoy making her feel uncomfortable? It wasn't like he was staring in admiration. She stopped writing and slowly looked in his direction. He was smiling. She was not.




"So... what are you doing tonight?" he asked for the third time that day.




Why did he have to remind her how single she was? She hadn't had a meaningful relationship in almost 2 years. Sure, she went out with her friends all the time, but the guys who hit on her were never hinting at anything more than sex. Besides, it wasn't as if Brent really liked her. He was teasing her. Plus, she felt he was just way out of her league. He was attractive and he knew it. He could get any girl. Why would he want her?




She knew she wasn't unattractive either, with true red hair, warm hazel eyes, and a body that could fit into anything. She just didn't like to concentrate on the superficial things. She didn't want to complicate her life with guys who only wanted her for her looks.

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