Excuse mistakes...tired...so tired...but had to update cuz I felt bad for making you wait 2 weeks ;)
-NWJ
"Wilhelmina...come back to bed...please." Connor pleaded, the silk sheets wrapped around his waist.
Wilhelmina looked up from her place on the floor as she scrubbed the tile feverishly. "I'm almost done."
"Wilhelmina this is the third time this morning that you have cleaned the bathroom floor."
"I'm almost done."
"We just got back from the hospital and I know your tired."
"So...I..have to..go..to..work...anyway." She answered between jerks of force.
Connor huffed, getting out of bed and sitting next to her as she scrubbed on the floor. "Fine." He grabbed the toothbrush that was next to her and began to scrub the tiles. "If this is what keeps you sane then...I'll do it with you."
"Thanks."
"Then of course there's always the hot sex we could have...hot...very hot sex."
"Your such a perv sometimes."
"Last night you weren't complaining." Connor quipped, causing them both to chuckle a bit.
"Or this morning." She mumbled, much to the surprise of Connor.
"Is this a pregnancy thing or something that I can get use to?'
"What?"
"Sex 5 times a day..because I can live with that...I really can...no burden...no burden at all."
NWJ
"Morning Daniel." Wilhelmina stated, walking passed him.
Daniel grabbed her arm quickly, spinning her around. "What are you doing here?"
Wilhelmina looked around, confused. "Going to work."
"No, Your 37 weeks, you can't be here."
"Excuse me."
"I don't want anything happening to you while your here so your safest bet is at home."
"Alone?"
"Wilhelmina your maternity leave started as soon as we left for vacation."
"Which was a week ago and I didn't even get to have a vacation."
"I heard, and I called you like 20 times each day..How's your father?"
"Why do you even care?" Wilhelmina questioned, loosening Daniel's grip and strutting to her office.
"Wilhelmina!...Wilhelmina!" Daniel bellowed after he sped after her. Finally he caught up with her, sliding into her slamming door. "Why are you so damn fast in those heels?"
"Don't you mean, how are you that big and still so damn fast in those heels."
"Well yeah but I thought you might-" Daniel stopped, ducking as a pencil pinned the door behind him. "...throw something...at me."
"You ducked didn't you?"
"Why are you being so pissy with me?"
"You want me to leave so that you can be with your dearest Molly?"
"How did you know about us?"
"Not important."
"Wilhelmina listen, I was just concerned about you and your father."
"What's to be concerned about? My father had a heart attack and upon hearing about it I went into to false labor...so what?"
"Is he okay?"
"Came home 2 days ago."
"When did you get home?"
"Last night."
"Who got you there?"
"Not important."
"Wilhelmina I'm just concerned."
"Why?...We made a pact and you decided to break that..I saw the two of on the cover of the inquirer."
"We're on the cover of the inquirer?"
"Well Molly and your girlish fingers that I knew belonged to you and your lesbian features."
"Does Connor know?"
"No...And maybe it's better that way." Wilhelmina answered, her attention shifting to a winking Connor. "Excuse me...I have to speak with Connor about something...Oh Connor...Oh Connor.."
NWJ
"Oh Connor...Oh Connor." Wilhelmina moaned as he pinned her wrists against the walls, his lips laying an array of kisses upon the nape of her neck."Wait...wait." She stopped him, detaching herself took take a quick look in the mirror. "We have to control ourselves...Didn't we have an agreement that we'd keep this out of the office?"
"We did...I came in here to pee."
Wilhelmina chuckled weakly as she spotted the modern urinals on the walls. "You winked at me."
"I was getting something out of my eye."
"Nevertheless." She started, inching towards him. "Your too hot for your own good."
"And your a very horny pregnant lady."
Wilhelmina winked, grabbing her purse from the sink. "Is that so wrong?"
NWJ
Marc watched from a far as Wilhelmina crept from the men's bathroom. She spun around, making eye contact with him. "You saw nothing." Marc nodded, yet noticing the sliding the zipper on the back of her zipper. he ran over, pushing up against her as he tried to zip her up. "You saw nothing!" She exclaimed, unaware of what he was doing until she heard the loud zipper go up.
"I saw nothing but they were about to see Everything."
"Thank you."
"Willie.."
"What Marc?"
"Do you think that your compensating for your want for Daniel with sex with Connor?"
Wilhelmina stopped mid speed walk, turning to look Marc in the face. "Excuse me?"
Marc looked around, pulling her into a more secure area. "Maybe...you should...You know...Talk to Daniel to make sure the air is clear and you guys aren't harboring feelings against each other."
"I'm not harboring feelings for anyone."
"Willie...Connor is going out of town tonight...You'll have the time...Just talk to him."
"Marc you are my assistant...If I needed a therapist I would get a talk show and hire Dr. Phil like Oprah did." She snarled, storming off into her office, kicking herself because she knew that everything he said was true.
NWJ
That night Daniel laid in bed with Molly, her arm thrown around him as he pulled her close in slumber. She stirred, hearing his phone vibrate on the end table. He reached over, pressing the phone to his ear sleepily.
"Hello...What-...Okay...okay I'm coming...I promise...I'll be right there...Just give me a minute." He hung up quickly, gently slipping his body from beneath hers.
NWJ
Daniel knocked on her door heavily, yawning and still in his PJ's.
"It's open." She yelled back, prompting him to walk in slowly, looking around only to spot Wilhelmina on the couch, legs propped up and reading a book.
"Are you okay?"
"Hmm?" She asked, her attention still on the book.
"Are. You. Okay?" Daniel asked, beginning to grow impatient.
"I'm fine."
"Wait a minute...You called me out of my bed at 1 am to tell me that your fine."
"I wasn't at the moment...But I'm fine now." Wilhelmina answered innocently, not seeing the problem.
"Wilhelmina, you can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"Because I am in a relationship and I can't be running over to your house just because of a temporary impasse."
"Fine then leave."
"No Wilhelmina, you can't just act like this is nothing...I'm dating Molly and by the looks of how weird you two have been acting lately your also dating Connor..We can't just do this any time we want."
"FINE THEN, I SAID LEAVE!" Wilhelmina responded angrily, not caring anymore as she looked at Daniel who stood awaiting a reason. "Leave."
"Wilhelmina, Why did you call me over here?"
"No reason..."
"There must have been a reason or else you wouldn't have called me...Are you going into labor?"
"I called my doctor already and he thinks that I'll be fine." She answered dryly, waiving lifting her bruised ankle into the air.
He hurried over, taking her foot into his hands and examining it closely. "What happened?"
"I just fell...hard."
"How did you fall...hard?"
"I'm huge and off balance Daniel..it was bound to happen eventually."
"Especially with the shoes you wear."
"Hey...Don't blame the Blehnik.." She joked, causing them to both chuckle, lightening the atmosphere.
"Where's Connor?"
"Australia...Trying to explain to his mother why he left an innocent Purtian blonde haired blue eyed school teacher for the evil pregnant magazine editor who is seen flicking off the paparazzi in almost every tabloid worldwide."
Daniel smiled, setting her foot back down as she winced. "Do you need anything?"
"No...You can go...You know you want to."
"That's not true..." He answered, Wilhelmina raising an eyebrow. "Okay...At first I thought you were trying to sabotage my relationship with Molly...but now I see that you.."
"Don't care that your dating the mosey school teacher because I have Connor and we are just friends and I called you as a friend because Marc did not pick up his phone."
"Why not?"
"It's Jock Strap night at the Little Big Boy's club."
"Isn't that a.."
"Yup...Don't ask...please don't."
"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
"No..I'll be fine as long as the swelling goes down by tomorrow."
"Will you be coming in tomorrow?"
"No..probably not..."
"Are you sure you don't need anything?" Daniel asked, dragging out the scene.
"Is this as awkward for me as it is for you?" Wilhelmina questioned, closing her book to look at him. "I mean honestly Daniel tell me, Are you uncomfortable right now?"
"No.." Daniel answered, looking at her softened eyes and fully aware see could see straight through his lies.
"Do you think we're with the right people Daniel?" She asked bluntly, wanting a real answer... Something..Anything to stir her in the right direction.
Daniel stared at her, unsure of the intent of the question but heavily sure on the answer. He was falling for Molly , sure but what about the feelings that he already had for Wilhelmina...Were they stronger? Before he could even answer, his phone rang gently in his pocket. "
"One second." He spun around, lifting the phone to his ear discretely. "Oh..yeah...The...99 cent store...they have cheap prices...okay...I'm coming." He turned back around, Wilhelmina's eyes seill pouring into him. "I have to-"
"Go...You don't want to keep your girlfriend waiting, do you?"
"No...I guess not...Keep your foot elevated.." He added, trying not to leave on a sour note.
Wilhelmina smiled, lifting her one foot. "Good night Danny."
Daniel turned back, looking back at Wilhelmina. "Good night Willie."
NWJ
1 Week Later
"Thanks. " Daniel smiled at the cashier, grabbing his coffee and tossing the penny from his hand as Molly hung tight behind him, chuckling softly.
"Um...Excuse Me...did you just toss your change in the garbage?"
"No."
"Liar, You totally did."
"It was 2 cents...I hate pennies."
"Do you hate nickels too...rich jerk." Daniel stopped, thinking she was serious. Molly laughed it off, holding his arm as she laughed." Oh Come on...rich jerk is cute...How about RJ for short?"
"Okay...I'm going to come up with a nickname for you...I'll let you know what I come up with."
Molly cackled, Daniel smiling as well, his mind wandering to other places. "Let's sit here." He offered, gesturing towards the nearest bench. Molly, still snickering, sat next to him lovingly. "I don't want there to be any secrets between us." Too late.
"Oh...Tone change...You-Your getting serious?"
"Connor has started seeing Wilhelmina." He stated bluntly, Molly turning her head in awe. "I wanted you to know..that I know...Are you okay?"
"You know what...I am...And In fact, I hope they're happy...So does this mean that you want to tell Connor about you and me?"
"I should...and I should be the one to tell him."
"Your right...I mean can you imagine if he found out any other way..like that cover on the inquirer..."
"I'll talk to him soon." Daniel assured, holding her hand, yet his mind on another woman.
NWJ
"Darling, can you help me please." Wilhelmina asked from the bedroom, sounding a bit distressed and frustrated.
"Are you okay?" He questioned, walking into the back room only to see Wilhelmina sitting down in front of a large pile of black wood, crumpled instructions and a box with hammer dents in it. "What are you doing?"
"I am trying to put up this God forsaken crib but these damn instructions are in Dutch...Who the hell ships a crib to America and puts the instructions -in Dutch?"
Connor chuckled, sitting down on the floor next to her." "Why don't you let me do that-"
"No...I can do it...If I can run a fashion magazine...The hell if I can't put up a crib."
"Okay...alright...You can have it your way."
"Thank you...And by the way...I made reservations for us at the Waverly Inn for tonight and Brayden was able to score us our favorite table."
Connor smiled, patting the tucked photo in his pocket. "That's great.."
"Well they bumped Jennifer Anniston." She added, still fiddling with the wood. "She always cries at that table." Connor nodded, his mind returning to the picture of Molly on the cover of the Inquirer. Wilhelmina turned to him, his gaze glossy and distant. "Everything okay? You seem a bit...distracted."
Connor turned to her, smiling weakly. "The only thing..distracting me tonight ...is you." She smiled, wrapping her hammer held arm around his neck as they kissed shotly. "And that budget report that I forgot to review."
"Well you can do it tomorrow."
"I can't... it's my first meeting in the morning...I've got to go."
"You can stay over if you'd like?"
"it's okay Willie, I haven't slept at my house in about 2 weeks anyway...And the budget report is over there too."
"But...I just made reservations...And the crib..." She said sadly, looking at the frustrating contraption.
"I'm sorry Willie, but I tell you what...I'll book a table for tomorrow night, hmm?" Wilhelmina pouted, clearly disappointed and hormonal. Connor sighed, feeling guilty as the tears welled in his eyes and Molly's photo sat in his head. "Don't be upset with me...Plus you shouldn't be going out with your foot.."
"My foot is fine and I am not upset, I am frustrated with those damn Dutch factory workers who probably got paid a nickel to put the seal of approval on the damn box."
"Is that why there are hammer marks on it?"
"Would you rather the box or your face?"
"I think I should take over for now...on the crib building...and..hammer.. handling."
"Just go do your budget reports." Connor nodded, kissing her again before he left, leaving Wilhelmina with the hammer...and hormones...big no no.
NWJ
"To my rich jerk...It's from Molly..." Daniel read aloud, chuckling softly.
"Hmm Rich Jerk..cute..And alittle insulting." Betty added, looking at the blue t-shirt he held, reading the words: Rich Jerk.
"Oh no, she's just teasing."
"Hey Will you do me a favor, I want to send some flowers to Wilhelmina, as a thank you but not too nice I-"
"Did you just say to Wilhelmina?"
Daniel scratched his head, her face bobbing in his thoughts. "No..You know what I meant...Molly..Just send some flowers to Molly."
"So...Things between the two of you...they're..good?"
"Yeah..I just..have to Get Wilhelmina out of my head figure out the right time to tell Co-Connor hey!" He stammered as Connor appeared in the door frame, Betty turning around to see him too.
"Meade, You up for hitting the gym after work?" Connor asked, slightly out of breath.
"Yeah..Let's to it mate." Daniel replied enthusiastically."
"Good." Connor smiled, hitting the door on his way out.
Betty spun around slowly, looking at Daniel awkwardly. He shrugged, tilting his head to the side. "Was I overly enthusiastic?"
"You said mate."
Daniel huffed, plopping back in his chair with frustration all about his face. "Ugh."
NWJ
"Dinner for two at the Waverly Inn has been ordered, dropped off at your place at 8..stop." She ordered as she spotted Connor from a distance. "..stay...Good boy." Marc stood like a puppy as Wilhelmina walked over to where he was standing. "Oh Connor...Connor I was thinking..um..Why don't we order in tonight?"
"That sounds tempting...but I already made plans with Daniel...i'll see you tomorrow night." His hand swept across her shoulder slowly, a friendly gesture...Just a friend."
Wilhelmina stood there puzzled and fidgeting. "Marc!" Marc skipped to her side. watching ass eh turned around to face him. "Was I just...dissed?"
Marc smiled, shaking his head. "No...No...Yes."
"Something's changed Marc...I can feel him slipping away...Do you think that he knows about Daniel?"
"No...of course not."
"Fine, cancel whatever parade your going to...I need to find out what the hell is going on!...Go get him boy."
"Woof!"
NWJ
"As You all know, Wilhelmina will be taking point on this month's issue for the next two weeks or until she goes on maternity leave...Whichever one comes first...After which I will handle the next to issues that will be primarily focused on the Fashion Week aftermath. Every Features editro is required to turn in a piece in regards to Fashion week by the end of the month for employee review and-"
"Does that include receptionists?" Amanda questioned, twirling a blue pen between her fingers. "Because I have a really great idea on how Fashion week relates to Soup of the month..."
Daniel shook his head, not even surprised by her comment. "I said Editors, Amanda."
"So?..Is that a yes or a no."
Daniel shrugged, giving up and deciding to move on to other things. "Fine, go crazy."
Amanda smiled, slamming down the pen. "Great but I do require an extra bonus for any extra work."
"Anyway..." Wilhelmina induced, getting impatient with the whole situation, not even including the fact that she really had to go...bad.
"Wilhelmina...Speaking of this issue...May I remind you of the budget cuts that we have recently made." Connor added, interjecting the meeting. "Your frugal spending on the issues you head have really put a dent in Meade's bank account."
Marc inhaled through his teeth, stepping back as the rest of the employees leaned back from the table, Wilhelmina's eyes cutting across the table and over to Connor's.
"Connor...I know you haven't been at Meade for very long and I wouldn't expect you to understand but-"
"Oh I fully understand...I've been working with finances for years and it's quite plain that your wasteful with the money here."
"Connor.." Wilhelmina restarted, her voice trembling as she felt an anger boil within her. "Like I said before I was so rudely interrupted,I wouldn't expect you to understand because I have been in the business for over 20 years and-"
"Being an assistant doesn't count."
"Excuse me?"
"You were Fey Sommer's assistant for 5 years weren't you?..It doesn't count."
"You know what you Australian Son of a-"
"Meeting Adjourned!" Daniel yelled out before Wilhelmina could even finish, scaring away the nosey employees as the scampered away to their glass offices and pristine white desks, their ears peaked for a piece of the conversation. "Wilhelmina...go to your office and cool down." Daniel ordered sternly.
"What?" Wilhelmina asked,snapping her neck to look at Daniel, her brows scrunch and mouth contorted.
"You heard me." Daniel answered back.
Wilhelmina huffed, slamming down her pen just like Amanda as she grabbed her portfolio, pushing Marc out of the way as she left, mumbling angrily. "Damn, white boys."
"Connor." Daniel called out, not even looking at him as a hot emotion rose in him and a sense of over=protectiveness swept within him. "What the hell was that?"
"Look mate I was just trying to diffuse the rumours about me and Wilhelmina."
"Does Wilhelmina know?"
"Well, we talked about."
"Well It looks like she forgot because she seemed pretty angry."
"Well She's 38 weeks pregnant Daniel, what do you expect?"
"I'm just saying...You may want to tone it down a bit."
"That's for me and Wilhelmina to discuss..." Connor retorted, picking up his things to leave.
"Does this mean that we're off for tonight?"
"No...I just don't need your nose in the business of my relationship."
"Okay...fine...I'll stay out of it."
NWJ
"Are you okay?" Daniel asked as he crept past her office door.
Wilhelmina looked up from her desk, the sample proofs in her hand. "Fine, thank you." She responded coldly, returning her attention to her photos.
"What, are you mad at me too?"
"Was this the plan all along, conspiring against me to make fall for you both only to have you both be assholes?"
"Falling for me?"
"Oh please, Daniel the door swings both ways...I saw you staring at my ass yesterday."
"Actually I was looking at your stomach."
"Newsflash..Stomach is in the front and Butt is in the back...And you were not staring at the front..."
"Nowadays it's hard to tell-"
"Watch it." She warned, causing Daniel to chuckle lightly. He looked at his watch, sucking his teeth as he pointed towards the door. "Ohh I got to go...Lunch with Molly."
"Go on...Run to your school teacher."
"Hey, you have a CFO..That's only trying to protect you from the media."
"By belittling me in front of my employees?"
"Just...Talk to him."
"Why is everyone telling me to communicate?"
"Maybe because you don't know how.." Daniel joked, earning a smile from her side.
"Don't you have a lunch date to get to?"
"Yeah, well what are you going to do with the rest of your day?"
"Work and then spy on Connor."
"What?"
"Something's going on so Marc and I are just going to trail him-"
"Stalk him?"
"Trail him to see if there's anything I should be worried about..."
"You are one weird girlfriend."
"Daniel I am 9 and a half months pregnant, I don't have time for games..He is either going to be in this relationship or act like an ass and right now he's chosen the ass."
"Talk to him..."
"Go gorge yourself."
"I don't want to be big like you." Daniel whispered sarcastically, knowing she would hear him. Wilhelmina looked up instantly, cutting her eyes at him as she grabbed another pencil to hurl at him."
"Leave."
"Bye Willie."
"Bye Daniel."
NWJ
"Why don't we just you know...go get a beer." Daniel suggested as Connor pounded into his gloved hand as they stood in the boxing ring. "Talk...maybe."
"What? another lecture about how Wilhelmina and I handle our relationship?"
"No..." Daniel answered cautiously as the punches got more intense.
"Than what about...If you have something to say and you've been looking for the right time to say it?"
"Well, I don't know if now is the right time to say it."
"Alright I'll say it...i've been distracted...My performance has been suffering and I'm sorry...Willie's due in 2 weeks...The budgets are getting the thinner..My mother hates Wilhelmina...simple things...But it's no excuse."
"That's o-"
"But that's not it...Molly.." he trailed off, turning to reach into his gym bag and pull out her Inquirer photo to show to Daniel who stood stiff and nervous.
"Connor I know breakups can be really hard-"
"True, but it's something I found that's been bothering me..Look at that." He pointed towards her hand, connected to another.
"Hmm..What is that?" Daniel asked, acting as if he didn't know.
"It's Molly in St. Barts...And look at that...She's holding another man's hand."
"Are you sure."
"Yeah, I mean sure the fingers are slightly feminine but I'm absolutely positive that that is a man's hand that she is holding."
"They aren't feminine." Daniel added, looking at his own fingers. "Manicured maybe but not...feminine...Have you figured out who it might be?"
"No...Can you believe that she's already vacationing with another man...It doesn't feel right." He added, throwing punches at Daniel's guarded hand. "Like if she was already seeing someone before we broke up..That would really...piss me off."
"Okay, alright somebody definitely needs a drink."
"Alright fine, but do you mind if we stop somewhere on the way?"
"Yeah sure, where to?"
"Oh, I just need to check something."
NWJ
"Uh...what are we doing here?" Daniel questioned as they sat in the car, dressed in all black.
"That is Molly's building." He pointed out the building across the way, 3 stories high; spacious. "I want to see if we can get a look at this guy."
Daniel panicked, thoughts running across his head as the truth came to fruition but soon receded. "Connor this is crazy, your spying on your ex?" Damn, maybe you and Wilhelmina are meant for each other.
"I need to know who this bastard is."
"Okay I know your upset but if Molly has moved on, what can you do?" Connor exhaled, ignoring his comment. Daniel shuffled, playing each card he had. "What about Wilhelmina?"
"What about Wilhelmina?"
"Not to pry into you two's relationship but how does she feel about all of this?"
"She doesn't know...I'm not an idiot."
Wilhelmina removed her binoculars, spying on Connor and Daniel as they spied on Molly. She turned to Marc, puzzled by the situation. "ugh, what an idiot."
Marc took the binoculars, spying on the car as well. "I know, parked under a street light...completely exposed..untinted windows...amateurs."
"Not that...He gave up a romantic evening with me to trade punches with Danny Meade and hang out in a park car?"
"If it's any comfort, you and Connor both share a love of fine dining, capitalism and cooperate late night surveillance's..."
"Yes, yes, yes, But who are they waiting for."
Marc rose the binoculars, spotting Betty coming down the block. "What's black and white and brown all over?"
Wilhelmina arched her neck, looking at the sidewalk. "Betty? What is she doing here?"
"Oh Boy it's getting late." Daniel yawned, trying to hint that they should leave. "Getting pretty tired."
"Coffee?" Connor suggested, his hands gripping firmly at the stirring wheel.
"No..I'm..I'm okay." He answered, but not before spotting Betty coming down the block with the flowers for Molly. He turned to Connor, sitting up in the seat. "On second thought...I could actually use some coffee..There's gotta be a place at the end of the block."
"Sure...Do you like Cream..sugar?"
"Yeah..Everything." Daniel responded monotonously as Connor left the car."Thanks."
He waited until Connor got further down enough so he couldn't he spotted, inching out of the car only to have Wilhelmina see him through her binoculars.
"Betty!" He ran up to her, hailing her down.
"Daniel? What are you doing here?"
"Long story...Don't deliver the flowers.."
"I already did."
"Okay..Just run...get out of here...we're stalking Molly...just..not me..Connor is..Just leave."
"What?"
"I'll explain later just leave." he ordered, Betty running down the street and passed Wilhelmina's car.
"Daniel!" Connor called out as he walked onto the sidewalk. "They are all closed...What are you doing over here?"
Daniel looked around, seeing the flowers on Molly's stoop. He ran over, picking it up to show to Connor. "Well the delivery showed up at Molly's apartment but I stopped him and-"
Connor grabbed the flowers, both of their hands still on the card. "Who the-"
"No..no, no,no don't do that..Don't torture yourself."
"Hey." Connor pulled back on the card, looking to read it. "RJ?...Who's RJ..And what kind of a jerk sends crappy Carnations?"
"Yeah..well Carnations aren't...that bad.."
"Where did that delivery boy go?"
"Connor look, Your with Wilhelmina now and your happy right?"
"Yes."
"Than what are you doing?"
"Well I have to know."
"If Wilhelmina knew what you were doing, how would this make her feel?...Connor come on, Why are you risking your future for the past...huh?"
"I-I don't know."
"Let's call it a night, huh?'
"Sure."
Marc reached over as Wilhelmina looked through the lenses, curious to see what was going on. He moved to take the binoculars from her but she pulled back, growling at him. She lifted them again, watching as they drove away.
"Ohhh Looks like they're leaving."
"None of this makes any sense." Marc shook his head, revving the car as they drove away. Wilhelmina looked to the side Mirror, spotting someone familiar who suddenly made it all click. "Molly...This is her block.. Now it all makes perfect sense."
NWJ
Wilhelmina stared outside her office window, her face sullen as she watched the town go on and about their business. Her mind rocked with thoughts from the past week, spinning into whirlwinds, yet it all stopped when she heard a light knock on her door.
"Hello..You wanted to see me?" Connor stated, walking into her office slowly.
Wilhelmina rose from her desk, walking to meet him face to face. "I know your still hung up on Molly...Don't bother denying it."
"I learned that Molly is seeing someone..and yes..it bothered me but now I'm over it?"
"Have you?"
"It's over."
"You can say that..You might even believe it..But deep down I know your just like me...You don't want to lose."
"Willie."
"Connor...I want all of you or nothing...Wilhelmina Slater doesn't play second fiddle to anyone..and she doesn't beg for anyone." She spat angrily, her temper rising as her thoughts turned to Daniel and Molly, her bony fingers intertwined in his brown mane. No. She denied her feelings, spinning on her heels to sit back at her desk and watch Connor leave sulkily.
NWJ
"Hello.." Connor announced, breezing through Daniel's office, a small pout on his face.
"Hey..Connor." Daniel stood immediately, closing his Molly screen-savered laptop.
"I just wanted to thank you for talking me down from the ledge last night."
"Oh come on, it's no big deal...You know what how about we go get that beer."
Connor smirked, looking down at the Rich Jerk T-shirt on his desk. "How about we hit the gym first.
NWJ
"What have you been doing lately? Dating anyone?" Connor probed as they threw punches at each other in the ring.
"No just kind of..busy with work." He answered. Connor laughed, jabbing him into the jaw intensely." Hold on..wait a second." He stopped, ripping off his face gear. "Let's take a break." Connor nodded, jabbing him even harder than the first time, Daniel failing to the ground as Connor threw down his gloves.
"Sure...Rich Jerk."
"Wait let me explain."
"Nope."
"We're friends."
"And you lied to my face."
NWJ
"He hit you!" Wilhelmina exclaimed, pressing ice to his eye.
Daniel shook his head, taking the pack from her. "I'm okay...I deserved it." He excused himself, not wanting her to put the ice on his face, knowing that her touch sent shivers up his back and his nervous system into a tizzy.
"Your eye looks like the dark side of the crayon box."
"Wilhelmina I'm fine." He retorted, wincing as he lifted the ice carefully.
"Shut up." She ordered, snatching the ice from him, only to see Connor walk into the room.
Wilhelmina threw the ice into his lap, trying to act coy as Connor stared at them.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Nope." They both answered simultaneously, trying not to waive suspicions.
"Daniel...I just wanted to check with you to make sure that we were still on for our budget meeting tonight?"
"Uh yeah..Sure." He answered awkwardly, looking at Wilhelmina as she motioned to him. "Uh..Listen Connor..We need to talk."
"I said everything I need to say in the ring...we're good." He looked to Wilhelmina who was growing tired of standing. "Wilhelmina...Can I talk to you about something."
She nodded, following him out of Daniel's office and into hers.
NWJ
Wilhelmina shut the door, turning to look at him. "What?'
"You were right...I hate to lose..and the thought of Molly with another man drives me crazy."
"I see." She responded, walking over to her desk to sit.
"But the thought of losing you..is unbearable." Wilhelmina looked up, her heart pounding as he approached the desk. "So I'm putting all of that behind me...I'm all yours...That's if you'll still have me...Do you want me to beg...Because I will beg."
She looked passed him, seeing Daniel embrace Molly outside of his office and watched as she took the ice fro him and pressed it to his eye. Wilhelmina smiled, Daniel now pushing to the back fo her thoughts. For now as she turned her attention back to the man that she thought wanted to be with her more. If he wants Molly...Than I want Connor.."Maybe after you...help me pick out another crib."
"Another crib?"
"I told you not to leave me alone with that hammer