It was Heaven, absolutely Heaven, Betty thought as they practically fell out of the Mode private jet and into a mountain paradise. She was so caught up by the beauty surrounding them that she let out a squeak of surprise and pleasure when Vincent grabbed her from behind, spun her around and pulled her into a kiss. Daniel took that moment to brush past them—unnecessarily close, Vincent thought as he felt Betty stiffen in his arms at the negative vibes Daniel was giving off. Even Halston was cowering in Amanda's arms, his tail between his legs.
Vincent, too, had noticed Daniel's odd behavior of late. Daniel and Vincent's interactions had been amiable ever since Betty and Daniel had tag-teamed him into working for Mode. He had vaguely considered Daniel a friend. Lately, though, Daniel had been professional yet cold as Vincent, Daniel and Betty stayed late into the night going over ideas for the next issue. Vincent was trying not to take it as a personal affront, and for a while he'd chalked it up to all the pressure Daniel was under. After all, anybody who was about to get Wilhelmina Slater as a stepmother was entitled to a little patience and sympathy.
He'd even understood how Daniel could be jealous—due to the engagement, Daniel was no longer the leading man in Betty's life, and while she was as efficient at her job as ever, she and Daniel could no longer roam New York City after-hours, crashing wedding receptions for free cake (and bridesmaids) or going out for pizza and karaoke. Yes, Vincent understood as well as anyone the need to have Betty Suarez in one's life.
But Vincent's patience with Daniel Meade was about to run out, and he had a horrible feeling the shit was going to hit the fan this weekend in one way or another…
I know, another slowish (and shortish) chapter but we're getting to the good stuff next chapter, I promise! Reviews give me warm fuzzies so please do! Next chapter…our fave conniving fashionistas, Marc and Amanda, get up to some mischief…
