Disclaimer: If I owned any part of Ugly Betty, Daniel would've realized he loved Betty by now.
A/N: Hi all! I was really feelin' the non-love on the last chapter...I thought you guys would like this story a little better. It'll pick up in a chapter or two. Thanks for all the adds to alerts and favorite story...I really appreciate it!
Betty entered the Meade building and rode the elevator up to the floor directly below Mode.
She'd adjusted to her new job as a research editor at one of the newer magazines bearing the Meade name quite well. In just five short months, she'd gained the respect and admiration of her coworkers and boss. Daniel had reluctantly told her about the job opening, and basically said it was hers if she wanted it.
"I know you'll just be one floor away, but I'm still gonna miss your smile in the morning."
A grin spread over her face as she remembered what Daniel had said on her last day. He could be so sappy and cute sometimes, but that was part of the reason she loved him.
Part of the reason she loved him as a friend…of course.
She slightly shook her head, finally reaching her office and getting to work.
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"Betty," she glanced up, seeing Daniel's tall, curvaceous fiancée standing outside her door. "Hey Monica. How are you?" she gave her a smile, looking up from some paperwork.
"I'm fine…I hate Mondays…there's so much to catch up on, you know? And with Daniel in the hospital...I've just been distracted," Monica sighed, crossing her arms.
Betty sensed she wanted to talk about something. "You want to sit down? I need to take a break anyway," Betty leaned back in her leather swivel chair.
"Okay. Thanks," Monica sat in front of her, crossing her legs. "So how've you been? Daniel mentioned that you and Michael might be moving in together. Big step," she commented.
"Yeah…it is. That's why I decided not to," Betty replied.
"Oh really? Why not? He seems like such a great boyfriend," Monica pointed out with a smile.
"He is. I just gave some thought to what Daniel said. I think I may be moving a bit too fast. I hate to admit it, but…Daniel's become that little voice in my head. I never would've imagined he'd be the voice of reason," Betty laughed lightly.
Monica averted her eyes momentarily, remembering something Daniel had told her when they first started dating…
"…yeah... Betty and I are close. She's that little voice in my head, helping to steer me away from bad decisions. I guess you can say having her around has made me a better person."
"It's funny you say that. He said the exact same thing about you," Monica informed Betty, who blushed. "Oh…well- I've been in his ear so much since I've known him…I'm not too surprised," she admitted.
"Well…speaking of the editor-in-chief, it looks like we've finally decided on a wedding date," she clasped her hands together excitedly, her diamond ring catching the light and Betty's eye perfectly.
Betty accidently dropped the pen she'd been lightly tapping against the desk. "Really? That's… great. When is it?" Betty bit her lip, a nervous habit she'd never been able to break.
"July 27th. I think I want to have it outside, and I'm not sure about my colors yet, but I am sure of one thing: I want you to be a bridesmaid." Betty looked at the cheerful bride-to-be, her hazel eyes wide and sparkling with hope as she smiled nervously. "I know Daniel really wants you to be a part of our special day…and I do too. It would mean so much to me if you would," Monica explained.
How could she say no? It was, after all, Daniel's wedding day...he wanted her to be a part of it. "Of course I will," Betty smiled brightly, standing from her desk as Monica walked around to give her a hug.
"Great…I'm so happy you said yes. Let's get together soon and discuss the details," Monica suggested. Betty gave a half-hearted smile, nodding in agreement, "Okay. Sounds like a plan."
"Well…I'll let you get back to work," she turned to leave as Betty's phone started to ring. "Okay…see you later," she waved to her and picked up the phone.
"This is Betty Suarez..."
"Hey you," Michael's voice replied on the other end. "Hi dear. How's your day going?" Betty wondered.
"I'm good…just got done with a photo shoot. Listen, I was calling to see if Daniel and his fiancée are still interested in the double date you mentioned? Maybe next Thursday night?"
"I'm sure they are. I'll ask Daniel if he's up to it. He's getting released today so I'll swing by his place after work and see how he's doing," she said, noticing her other line was blinking. "Ooh. I've gotta take this call. I'll talk to you tonight okay?" she said in a rush.
"Alright. Bye." Michael closed his cell phone shut, leaning back on the worn down couch in the middle of his living room.
His land line started to ring. He leaned over, bringing the reciever to his ear.
"Hello? Yeah. I know...look, I'll have the job done by next week. Trust me. She won't know what's coming."
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