Chapter 2:
A couple weeks later, Amy was walking up the stairs to the little house she was renting for the time being after spending a couple hours at a store shopping for a few things, when she heard her name being called from behind. She turned to see Bobby standing there, leaning against the fence. She smiled and set down her bag, walking down to meet him.
"Hey Bobby! How are you doing today? You are walking without your crutches! That's great. Are you completely healed now? When will you be going back to work?" He held up a cane.
"Almost, I have to use the cane for long walking. Around my place or my mom's place not so much. I was wondering what you were doing now, thought maybe we could, I don't know go for a walk or something. I will be back to work in about a week." Amy smiled.
"I'd like that. Want to come for a few minutes and get off those feet? I gotta put my stuff away and feed my cat. I can make some coffee if you like." Bobby nodded and they made their way up to the door.
In the two weeks since they had met, Bobby had been off work because his ankle had been severely sprained. It wasn't broken. He had also been a little confused at the intensity of his feelings for Amy so he wanted to do some thinking about his feelings, sort them out and see if he was ready to try another relationship.
Amy, On the other hand, had seemed content with Being on her own, and had started exploring the city on her own, unaware that people from the company were keeping an eye on here to make sure that she was safe, when she had been out in the city alone. She was also blissfully unaware of the fact that there was someone out there who meant her harm.
Once inside, Amy set a pot of coffee on and put food and fresh water out for the cat. The cat had, in the meantime, come out to investigate Bobby. Sat on the coffee table and stared at him. Bobby put his hand out for the cat to smell. The car rewarded him by jumping into his lap and purring and presenting his stomach to be scratched.
"Wow, Casey must REALLY like you. Either that or thinks you'll give him tuna. He's not nice to most guys. Hated my last boyfriend with a passion. Would hiss at him anytime he came over." Bobby continued to scratch Casey's head.
"Oh yeah? Well I'm a gentle soul. And I like cats to boot. I used to have one before I got my own place. Why didn't Casey like your ex?" Bobby didn't miss the sudden paling of Amy's face or the way that her hand tightened around her glass briefly. He pretended not notice, prefering to bide his time instead.
"I don't know. Maybe he's a really jealous cat. He's been the only man in my life, besides my ex. He really likes you though, so that's good. Casey is usually a very good judge of character. Want to go for that walk now or just hang here for a little while longer?" Bobby smiled.
"Let's go for that walk. I need to stretch my legs." He picked up the cat and set him on the floor. Casey flicked his tail at him and sauntered off into the kitchen to eat. Amy went around making sure that all the windows were locked. When she was finished, She and Bobby left, locking the door behind them.
While they walked, Amy told him how people from the company had been stopping by on occassion, and seeing if she needed anything and had been showing her around the city. She was thankful for this, She had envisioned spending her entire time alone. She was startled when Bobby took her hand. She smiled at him and they walked hand in hand.
"I am glad that they like you. We are pretty much like a gigantic family, always watching out for each other. So Amy, I was telling my mom about you. She wants to meet you. Would you like to go over for dinner one night? She loves guests." Amy laughed and nodded.
"I'd like that. My parents are driving up from Pennsylvania Next weekend. How about this weekend?" Bobby nodded and promised to call his mom later this evening to let her know. They walked for a little while longer, before coming to a bench and deciding to sit down.
"Amy, There was something else I wanted to ask you. Would you like to go out tonight? Like on a date. I really want to take you out." Bobby bit his lip and waited. Amy laughed and took his hand.
"I'd love to Bobby. Where would we go? What should I wear?" Bobby kissed her cheek.
"Well, I thought that we might go out Dinner, and catch a show. What do you think? As for what you should wear, if we go to dinner and a show, A dress. Not fancy, but a dress." Amy nodded.
As they walked, Amy got an increasingly strange feeling that someone was watching her. She turned around a couple times and even stopped a couple times. Finally Bobby asked her.
"Amy, is there something wrong? You look pretty uneasy. What is it my dear?" Amy shook her head.
"Just have an odd feeling that someone is watching. Probably my imagination. Either that or someone doing some people watching. What were we talking about." Bobby watched her eyes closely.
"I was asking you if I could come see you at your job, I would like to see what all you do. That is, if you don't mind." Amy smiled. That would be fine. I should also mention, there are 2 days a week that I will be doing student teaching at NYU, I do that Tuesdays and Thursdays from 10am until 1:30pm. Bobby looked at her wide eyed.
"I didn't realize that you were ready to do that already. I'll follow you around there too. Maybe I'll even enroll in your class." Amy poked him in the arm.
"That's not funny. But I would love it if you wanted to follow me around, at the camp, I would have to talk to my boss to see if you can. Where are we off to anyway? What time did you want meet for dinner and where." Bobby came to a dead stop, stopping her in her tracks.
"No. We will not meet. I will come to your place and pick you up. And About 6pm is when I will pick you up." So we have 4 hours, So maybe we should go back to your place so you get back there safely and can get cleaned up and dressed. Ok?" Amy nodded and they reversed direction and started walking back to Amy's place.
When they got there, Bobby kissed Amy on the cheek again, and watched her go into her house. Then he turned and walked off toward the curb, to hail a taxi, to get ready for their date.