She was all alone talking to a pigeon. She looked like a crazy person, but she was just the kind of crazy he could go for. Gazing at her silhouette from behind, the dress she wore doing amazing things for her curves- the curves he dreamt about running his hands over numerous times.
The thoughts in his head had been going back and forth for a good 5 minutes. Was that a moment? She had looked into his eyes as if she could see the whole world in them. Surely not, she was just sad, looking for a connection with someone, anyone. He walked to the window. Did she really ask him to get a breath of fresh air? He thought long and hard about that one. No way was he going to be some consolation prize, because the idiot she really wanted was a no show. She'd really liked his dance though, That was something, wasn't it? Just as he mustered up the courage to go and join her he saw a tall, slim figure approach her. Cliff.
Oh well... That's what you get for wasting time Castellano. She got the one she wanted and you get to sit on the sidelines and watch it go down. Kicking himself for not seizing the moment, the ache in his chest was getting stronger every second. He had to get out of there. He backed away from the window as Cliff leaned in and kissed her.
He left Mindy's office and marched toward his own, where he grabbed his coat and a pack of cigarettes he left hidden in his drawer in case of emergencies or moments like this- and let's be honest moments like this were pretty much an everyday occurrence. Mindy was always jumping from one guy to the next, not in a bad way but that they couldn't keep her attention. What made him think he could keep her attention?
Danny made his way down to the stoop, parking himself on the bottom step as he pondered his missed opportunity. He lit up and took a long cleansing drag, hoping that with each exhalation his bruised ego would slowly heal. He thought about how quickly his window had closed. Flicking the ashes carelessly on the sidewalk he heard a familiar noise behind him – Mindy clearing her throat in disapproval.
Close behind Mindy was Cliff, a hand placed securely on her waist. "Daniel Castellano! How many times do you need to be reminded how bad these things are for you?" she said, pulling the cigarette from between his fingers and tossing it on the ground. Danny glared at her in astonishment. "What the hell Mindy!" He yelled as he stood and fixed his pant leg. Cliff moved in closer as if to protect Mindy from Danny's words.
Realizing he had just yelled at his best friend, sheepishly he apologized "Sorry Min, it's been a long day, I – I just needed a break.
Taking Cliff's hand and turning towards Danny, she said, "It's ok, but you should know better, you're a doctor dammit!" Then lowering her voice to a whisper, "It worked Danny, the plan worked " Her head gesturing towards Cliff, a huge smile beamed from her face.
"Yeah I see that, that's great." He lied.
He watched from the stoop as Cliff took Mindy's hand and they walked side by side, probably back to his place or hers, whichever was closer. At that moment Danny made a promise to himself that the next time he had a chance to let Mindy know how he really felt, he would seize the moment and never look back.