Still dont own!~ sorry about the wait! Chapter 2
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It had been a long day, first she had been asked by her boos to track the woman she despised, followed her taxi, lost her somewhere in some fancy restaurant, decided to wait and found a nice bagel shop nearby, it started to rain, finally decided to call it quits (3rd bagel), returned only to find out Wilhelmina had been back for about 2 hours. Betty marched into her bosses' office her damp hair splattering the floor with water droplets.
"Daniel," she started to say.
"Im guessing you didn't find where she was going," he said staring up at her wet attire.
"All I saw was her enter this restaurant called Babbo." She was now standing in
her own puddle.
"And?"
"And that's all I saw, she went in and never came out." He paused for a moment taking in what had just been said.
"Did anyone see you?"
"No, I don't think so," Betty said pushing her semi fogged glasses further up her face.
"Ugh well that still doesn't explain how she got back," he said.
"Daniel don't you think you're over exaggerate this a little too far?"
"No Betty, its Wilhelmina," He said, "And I need her here."
"You need her here?"
"Yes," He said, ever so slightly with a touch of pink forming on his cheek.
"What do you…"
"I need her to sign those spreads. And if she's not here then how will this issue ever ship." Betty nodded. Something was up?
"Well im sorry Daniel that I couldn't find her," She said.
"It's okay. I'll have to do it then," He said almost as if he were talking to himself.
"Well make sure you don't get caught. I don't think Wilhelmina would appreciate the idea of being followed."
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It was around noon, about the time that one of them should be stopping by his office. He was prepared, coat in his hand and cell phone in the other, waiting for the door to propel open. But it never did. He waited. 12:05. 12:10. He stood up setting his coat down heading for her office. He passed through the conference room to seem like he was making a casual round about the office. Finally reaching the glass door that led to her office he was stopped.
"Marc, where's Wilhelmina?"
"Oh… Willie told me to tell you that she's out to lunch and then to pick something up."
"What? Well why didn't you tell me," Daniel asked?
"Well, so much work, so little time," Said the curly haired assistant standing to his feet.
"Oh and these are for you." Marc handed something to Daniel. "She told me you would want these." Daniel looked down at what was being pushed into his hands, Wilhelmina's copy of the Mode book.
"Thanks," He grumbled taking it from Marc's grasp. He smiled sitting back down with an almost accomplished look on his slightly feminine face.
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Had she not just been there slowly prowling around her room as if about to pounce. He had been watching intensively, he knew. How could she have escaped from underneath him? Then he reminded himself. It was just like her, always ahead of the competition. He had no other choice but to hope that she could still be tracked. He rushed out picking up his coat while slamming her copy of the book back onto his already messy desk.
XXX
Text: to Willie
Amanda was right.
Marc
RS: from Willie
He's having me followed?
Text: to Willie
Seems like it. The Meade-I-Nator stormed over here a moment ago looking for you. Oh wait and now he's standing up…
Marc
RS: from Willie
Well it seems your little blonde friends' big mouth is good for one thing.
Text: to Willie
:)
Marc
RS: from Willie
To gay.
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It was no use. He had been out in the cold for nearly 40 minutes now with no trace of a all white Prada suit to be found. He was ready to give up when out of the corner of his eye he spotted something. A strand of medium length salon dyed to perfection hair turned a corner followed by a flash of a hot pink Michael Kors fur coat. He followed crossing the bustling street nearly spilling his rapidly cooling coffee on his new heather grey Mizrahi coat. he had to dodge near by site seers and onlookers all thronging together wherever it seemed through a group of young teenage girls he walked on nearly loosing sight of the neon pink in the sea of grey. Then he saw her. Well technically the back of her, she kept flicking her head 'round constantly checking over her shoulder never completely revealing her full face. He kept following keeping his gaze completely transfixed on her alone. Then out of nowhere, as if she knew she was being followed, she halted. Daniel stopped short watching closely. He lunged behind the nearest tree just as suddenly as she stopped. Slowly peaking around he watched as she pulled something out of her pocket, her leather gloves inclosing around some small object. She put it to her ear speaking something to it as she turned around. He could see her face. From the way her crystal blue eyes were darting back and forth she seemed to be looking for someone. Then from behind her he saw the hard outline of none other then his co-worker Connor. He leaned around further hoping to get a better look feeling a hint of anger that his two co-workers were spending their free time with each other instead of in the office working at the task at hand. He also felt a hint of something else that he could not yet name… Jealousy? Connor came up behind her as she hung up the phone turning her head back to Daniel to face Connor. From what Daniel could make out they were talking. About what he couldn't tell? It couldn't be too serious or else they wouldn't have chosen to do it in broad daylight in the middle of central park. Or would they? All he knew was that he needed to get closer. Inching away from the tree ever so carefully he extracted himself. Out of his left eye he spotted a throng of girls huddling towards year spot in which Connor and Wilhelmina stood. He followed jumping out of sync as he passed by a closer tree.
"Well I have to get back." He picked up Wilhelmina saying. "Million things to do, wouldn't want poor Daniel to worry.
"Right," Connor said, "Could you imagine if he thought there was something between us?"
At this he heard Wilhelmina let out a laugh. It was probably one of the most sincere and authentic laughs he had ever heard from her. Then with out warning she turned around, Connor trailing behind her, towards an oncoming taxi. Daniel watched as she passed him unknowing of his presence she signaled watching as all the taxis in a 10 meter radius came to a screeching halt. Spotting one she walked near it, Connor following behind opening the door for her as she got in, Connor shutting the door in turn to find a different taxi. No doubt to make it less suspicious. He watched as she pulled out heading towards the office, Connor sitting down in his own taxi…
"Crap." He exclaimed to himself he needed to get back before either of them does. He broke of into a run racing for a taxi. Signaling for one he opened the door letting himself in.
