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Authors: Mary Wasowski
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makes me feel like I am back in school.”
“Fair enough. Now that we are on a first name basis, will you please call me Samuel? I was about to sign out for the day. Would it be too forward of me to ask you out for coffee?”
“I guess under normal circumstances it wouldn’t be considered forward, but this is not normal. I was your patient up to a few minutes ago, and you know why I was here.”
“Reese, don’t over think things. It’s just coffee. Please let me escort you back to your hotel, and we can dine there . ”
Over think too much? Oh man, I am the queen of over thinking, and to hear those words again just breaks my heart. Walker was forever telling me that.
“Thank you, Samuel. I would love to have coffee with you.”
Samuel walked with me through the hospital valet area to retrieve his car all the while keeping his hand on the small of my back. He was forward with his mannerisms, but after what I had been through, this was a welcomed comfort.
He drove us back to my hotel, where Marsha was waiting for me. She had me booked on an early morning flight back to California. Samuel was eyeing her up and down, not too sure what to make of her. I don’t think he knew that I was a model.
“Oh, thank god, Reese! I was going out of my mind with worry. I phoned the hospital, and they told me you were released. I didn’t know what happened to you. Freddy is back in Milan, no one tells me a thing. I’m supposed to be your friend, for cripes sake, and now you’re here.”
Grabbing my hands, and eyeing me up and down, she forcefully pulled me into her. I was considerably taller, so I almost toppled her. Samuel remained quiet while Marsha’s mouth was going a mile a minute.
“Marsha, please calm down. I’m alright, can we take it down a few notches?”
“I’m sorry, Reese, but oy vey! The last time I heard from you was days ago, and then when I finally do, you’re in the hospital? How do you expect me to react?”
“I’m sorry too, Marsha. I never meant to worry you, but I’ve been through a lot. I can’t explain it all right now. Can you please bring my things up to my room, and I will meet up with you later?” I turned to Samuel and smiled for the first time in days. “I promised the good doctor here a cup of coffee.”
I could tell that Marsha wanted to say something after sizing up Samuel, but she held her tongue. A miracle on her part. I watched her clip clop all the way to the elevator. I couldn’t help but laugh under my breath.
“Your friend is quite the character. What exactly do you do, Reese, that requires you to have an agent?”
“I’m a model, Samuel.”
“Wow, I feel stupid. The only magazines I tend to read are medical journals. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you.”
“Don’t be sorry, Samuel. I am not nearly as famous as you may think I am. I only began modeling full-time a few months ago.”
“Forgive me for asking, but how could you model and be pregnant at the same time?”
I tried not to cry because of the harsh reality hitting me that I was no longer pregnant. Dr. Briggs looked so unsure at the moment, and probably regretted asking me his question. I wasn’t angry with him. He had a shy innocence about him; his awkwardness was adorable, on top of being very handsome.
“To answer your question, I guess I was lucky not to be showing that much yet. Not all my modeling jobs consisted of full body shots.”
“I’m sorry and feel very stupid. I shouldn’t have overstepped with my questions.”
I assured him that he wasn’t prying and that I was not insulted by his questions. We sat down in the lounge of the hotel and ordered a late breakfast. I was in need of a glass of wine, but settled for coffee instead. Samuel was charming and asked me everything about my life. He told me about medical school, his upbringing, and his plans for the future. I had a different vision on how my life was going to be, but after losing the baby, I was only sure of one thing.
“Fair enough. Now that we are on a first name basis, will you please call me Samuel? I was about to sign out for the day. Would it be too forward of me to ask you out for coffee?”
“I guess under normal circumstances it wouldn’t be considered forward, but this is not normal. I was your patient up to a few minutes ago, and you know why I was here.”
“Reese, don’t over think things. It’s just coffee. Please let me escort you back to your hotel, and we can dine there . ”
Over think too much? Oh man, I am the queen of over thinking, and to hear those words again just breaks my heart. Walker was forever telling me that.
“Thank you, Samuel. I would love to have coffee with you.”
Samuel walked with me through the hospital valet area to retrieve his car all the while keeping his hand on the small of my back. He was forward with his mannerisms, but after what I had been through, this was a welcomed comfort.
He drove us back to my hotel, where Marsha was waiting for me. She had me booked on an early morning flight back to California. Samuel was eyeing her up and down, not too sure what to make of her. I don’t think he knew that I was a model.
“Oh, thank god, Reese! I was going out of my mind with worry. I phoned the hospital, and they told me you were released. I didn’t know what happened to you. Freddy is back in Milan, no one tells me a thing. I’m supposed to be your friend, for cripes sake, and now you’re here.”
Grabbing my hands, and eyeing me up and down, she forcefully pulled me into her. I was considerably taller, so I almost toppled her. Samuel remained quiet while Marsha’s mouth was going a mile a minute.
“Marsha, please calm down. I’m alright, can we take it down a few notches?”
“I’m sorry, Reese, but oy vey! The last time I heard from you was days ago, and then when I finally do, you’re in the hospital? How do you expect me to react?”
“I’m sorry too, Marsha. I never meant to worry you, but I’ve been through a lot. I can’t explain it all right now. Can you please bring my things up to my room, and I will meet up with you later?” I turned to Samuel and smiled for the first time in days. “I promised the good doctor here a cup of coffee.”
I could tell that Marsha wanted to say something after sizing up Samuel, but she held her tongue. A miracle on her part. I watched her clip clop all the way to the elevator. I couldn’t help but laugh under my breath.
“Your friend is quite the character. What exactly do you do, Reese, that requires you to have an agent?”
“I’m a model, Samuel.”
“Wow, I feel stupid. The only magazines I tend to read are medical journals. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you.”
“Don’t be sorry, Samuel. I am not nearly as famous as you may think I am. I only began modeling full-time a few months ago.”
“Forgive me for asking, but how could you model and be pregnant at the same time?”
I tried not to cry because of the harsh reality hitting me that I was no longer pregnant. Dr. Briggs looked so unsure at the moment, and probably regretted asking me his question. I wasn’t angry with him. He had a shy innocence about him; his awkwardness was adorable, on top of being very handsome.
“To answer your question, I guess I was lucky not to be showing that much yet. Not all my modeling jobs consisted of full body shots.”
“I’m sorry and feel very stupid. I shouldn’t have overstepped with my questions.”
I assured him that he wasn’t prying and that I was not insulted by his questions. We sat down in the lounge of the hotel and ordered a late breakfast. I was in need of a glass of wine, but settled for coffee instead. Samuel was charming and asked me everything about my life. He told me about medical school, his upbringing, and his plans for the future. I had a different vision on how my life was going to be, but after losing the baby, I was only sure of one thing.
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