Betty's leg was sprawled out on the bed, stuck outside the sheets. Her IPod alarm, playing Latin music, suddenly blasted throughout the messy room. She sleepily groaned, reaching over Daniel's chest to turn it off.
"Baby, you know I can't Salsa . . ." he muttered in his sleep.
"Sure you can, sweetie. I taught you some killer moves over the phone, remember?" Betty said as she kissed Daniel's lips. "Now get up – we don't want to be late for work!" she commanded, getting out of bed and putting on her robe.
Daniel happily stared at her, pulled on his pants, and followed.
"Well I don't know about want to. . ." he teased.
"Ok, ok – need to – is that better?" Betty smiled and playfully smacked his ass, "Let's go!" she exclaimed, going into the kitchen to start making coffee.
Daniel came up behind her, wrapping his arms her.
"We seriously need to clean this place up before my family gets here next week. Papi would have a heart attack if he found out you were living with me." Betty said.
"I thought your father liked me? He always seemed to anyway." Daniel questioned.
"He does. You left your career, your family, everything you had and moved to another country just to be with me - even if you still won't admit it," she gave him a look.
"Hey, I was tired of working at a job I didn't earn – and I needed a change of scenery. You were just the icing on the cake," Daniel grinned, weaseling his way out.
"Mmmhmm. . . right . . ." she laughed in disbelief. "Daniel, you poured your heart out to me – it was so obvious," she smirked.
"Fine. Just shoot down my ego and make me pathetic," he pouted.
"You're not pathetic – you're adorable and romantic," she smiled and tweaked his nose. "Anyway, despite that my father has always liked you, he's still a traditionalist. We had what – three and a half dates before we slept together?" Betty recalled.
"Hey – it was four dates," Daniel corrected her.
"Coffee is not a real date, Daniel – especially not when it was on our way to work. And we moved in together a week later. We didn't have any courtship, really," Betty argued back.
"I think four years of spending practically every hour with each other counts. I mean we spent more time with each other than anyone else," Daniel pointed out.
"True, but I meant a normal one. Anyway, I'm just saying I think we need to lay low with my family until we find the right time to tell them the news," she said.
"Okay . . ." Daniel agreed.
"Why don't you go take a shower and I'll finish the coffee and make us breakfast – but don't use all the hot water!" Betty warned.
"How about we conserve water and time . . .?" Daniel suggested.
"Mmm . . . I love the way you think! I can finish starting the coffee and meet you there," Betty said.
Daniel quickly kissed her lips and ran off.
After a few minutes, Betty headed toward the bathroom, when she heard a knock at the door.
"I wonder who that could be? Christina, maybe?" she guessed, opening the door to see her entire family.
"Surprise!" they exclaimed.
"Hey! What are you guys doing here? You aren't supposed to be here 'til next week!" Betty happily, yet a little nervously asked.
"Well, I thought we should call first, but Papi wanted it to be a big surprise . . ." Hilda explained as they all filed into Betty's London flat.
They started talking and catching up when a wet Daniel came down the hall in nothing but a towel.
"Hey, baby – I thought you were going to join . . . me . . .?" he yelled, but trailed off when he noticed everyone staring at him.
"Look at that six-pack!" Justin muttered to Austin.
"Justin!" Hilda scolded.
"Hi, Mr. Suarez . . . Hi . . . all of Betty's family . . ." he swallowed, red faced and embarrassed.
"Hey, Daniel? Uh, why don't you go get ready for work – you have that big meeting today, right?" Betty quickly ran over to him and hinted.
He cleared his throat.
"Yeah, Betty – thanks for letting me use your shower – mine's broken," he smiled, trying to cover.
She muttered for him to go change and shoved him along.
"So! What does everyone want to do today? I've also got a meeting this morning, but my afternoon's free . . ." Betty attempted to change the subject.
"Mija, what are you doing?" Ignacio interrupted.
"Well we all know who she's doing . . ." Hilda smirked.
"Hilda!" Betty exclaimed in protest.
Bobby snickered and Hilda jabbed him.
"What? You can make a crack but I can't laugh?" he defended himself.
Elena tried to distract Ignacio.
"Sweetheart, why don't you leave Betty's love life alone and concentrate on your beautiful new granddaughter?" she reached to Hilda for Rosalina.
Everyone started arguing and talking at once. The baby began to cry. Betty slowly backed away from the chaos as Daniel, fully dressed, came back into the room.
"How's it going?" he whispered into Betty's ear.
"You think if we sneak out, they'll even notice?" she wondered, desperately. "Help!" she pleaded.
Daniel whistled, causing everyone to become silent.
"Okay, everyone, look I know you have a lot of questions, but right now, Betty and I only have fifteen minutes before we need to leave for work. So can we please just table this discussion 'til later on?" he requested.
Her family reluctantly agreed.
"Okay. Betty – go take a shower." Daniel told her.
"Thank you!" she mouthed to him, before rushing off.
"The rest of you – there's a bakery across the street where you can have breakfast, and then there are some places nearby to go shopping afterwards. We'll meet you back here at 1:00 and go to lunch," Daniel showed them out the door, shutting it, and sighing.
Betty came out ten minutes later and planted a big steamy kiss on Daniel.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"For being you," she smiled. "Thank you for helping me deal with my family. I know they can be a little much at times," she cringed.
"It's cool, believe me – I'd trade them any day over mine," Daniel joked.
"Oh come on, Daniel, at least your mom's pretty sweet," she said, encouragingly.
"Yeah, but then there's Alexis, and Tyler – and don't forget my father," he looked down at the floor.
"Your father may not have been the most upstanding man, but he did love you," Betty pointed out.
"Yeah, and he was the one who brought you into my life. I'll always be grateful to him for that," Daniel said.
"Me, too." Betty smiled.
"So did you end up telling them yet?" Daniel asked.
"Do you honestly think I got a word in edge-wise? Besides, I want to tell them together," Betty said.
"Good point – maybe this afternoon . . . Let's go," Daniel smiled and grabbed her sparkling hand.
