No own.. sad right?? Chapter 9
BACK AT MODE
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Pushing the button to the Mode magazine floor, Daniel stood back, he felt odd. 'Would she show up?' he didn't know. At least this time he knew she wasn't sick. When the elevator 'dinged' he got out, instantly greeted by a very bubbly Betty.
"Alright so here are your files on the Cavalli Ad agreements," She said handing it to him. Her mood was so chipper it was almost nauseating.
"Thank you Betty… um… is Wilhelmina in?"
"She's already here," Betty said handing him the extra papers, "And she's got Mar running like crazy already."
"Uh-huh, ok thank you Betty," Daniel said heading to his office.
He had been sitting there for at least an hour, Cavalli files open on his desk, watching her through the circular glass windows that separated him from her. She looked up.
"Marc I need updates on the Cavalli piece," She yelled vibrating through the glass.
"I'm on in Willie," Her assistant yelled back franticly out of breath.
He couldn't bring himself out of his little reverie until Betty tottered in.
"Daniel!"
"Wha… uh, yeah?"
"Your mom called. She needs to speak with you as soon as possible."
"Thank you Betty," He hazily replied standing up.
"She's on hold at Amanda's desk."
"Why didn't she just connect her to me?"
"I don't know, its Amanda," She said walking away. He stood there for a moment behind his desk, motionless. Her images filled his mind. Shaking his head he walked out of his office to follow Betty, almost sleepwalking.
The sound of footsteps came too late as he collided with someone. With his eyes still shut he made a silent invocation that it wasn't her. He opened his eyes to find out that it was.
"Wilhelmina, I…" He began. But before he could finish the familiar feeling of claws on his chest dug in as Wilhelmina pulled him into her office. Obviously he had made some sound at the contact because of all the young interns' eyes staring directly in the spot of where he had just been.
"Wilhelmina, about what happened," He said after she finally released him.
"It's nothing Daniel," She said with no emotion in her words.
"Nothing," He said in dismay? "What do you call last night?" She shifted, smoothing her skirt, this whole conversation becoming a little too unsafe. Taking advantage he moved in closer her eyes following his every move,
"And before," He said with another step, more reminding her then asking. Her control beginning to melt.
"Or this morning," He said towering over her. In one swift movement he was at her again, lips crashing with each other her hands automatically finding his neck.
"Daniel," came the sound of Betty's voice from behind!
"Nice to see you Betty," he heard Wilhelmina say as he went for her neck.
THE END... (for now)