Author's Note: Thanks again for those reviews! You have no idea how big of smile you guys put on my face! Okay, this next bit should have been put on the previous chapter, but I didn't even think to come up with it until this afternoon, so that's why it's a whole new chapter. I hope you all don't mind! Enjoy!

"Ugh," Daniel heard a familiar voice say. "Nerd love is so disgusting." Amanda sauntered into Daniel's office wearing a grimace that matched his own. She held a piece of paper out to Daniel and said, "Here, Betty asked me to give you this. Apparently she can't spare one second away from her dork in shining glasses."

Daniel felt a giggle escape from his mouth. One thing he had always liked about Amanda was that she was good for a laugh. Daniel took the paper from Amanda and saw that it was a list of Betty's ideas for the new Donier layout. Not surprisingly, they were all great ideas, perfect even… just like the woman who came up with them. Daniel scoffed and pushed the paper aside. He looked up at Amanda and tried to remember what had gone wrong between them. He never took her seriously, he talked about other women around her, and he never really listened to her. God, he was a jerk.

"I'm sorry, Amanda," he said.

Amanda's face clouded with confusion as she said, "What?"

"I'm sorry… for the way I treated you when we were…" Daniel cleared his throat and shrugged.

"Oh," Amanda whispered, shock now etched on her face.

"You deserve better than that, Amanda. I was just too stupid to realize it."

Amanda's face softened, and she gave him a genuine smile. "Thank you."

Daniel smiled back at her and nodded his head.

Amanda took a step closer to Daniel and nervously knotted her hands as she said, "You know, we could always give it another chance… try a real relationship."

Daniel looked at Amanda, really looked at her. Her smile didn't speed up his heart rate, her scent didn't set his body on fire, and her eyes didn't make him feel like she could see into his soul. He could never love her.

"I'm sorry, Amanda, I can't. My heart wouldn't be in it, and that wouldn't be fair to you."

Amanda bit her lip and looked away from Daniel, nodding her head. "I know," she said. After a moment, she looked Daniel in the eye and said, "You're in love with her, aren't you?"

"Who?"

Amanda laughed bitterly and rolled her eyes as she bit out, "Betty."

Daniel swallowed nervously and said, "Is… is it that obvious?"

"Only to the people who pay attention," she said.

Daniel rubbed the back of his neck and looked up at Amanda sheepishly.

"You're going to lose her to that Henry guy, you know, if you don't do anything."

"What am I supposed to do?" Daniel asked desperately.

"Tell her," Amanda said.

"It's not that easy."

Amanda rolled her eyes and sighed, then said, "Get some balls, Daniel, and just tell her already!" With that, she flicked her hair off of her shoulder, put a hand on her hip, turned around and sashayed out the door.

Daniel sat there with his mouth hanging open. He sighed and stared at the clock on the wall. He listened to the seconds ticking away, Amanda's words echoing in his ears. She was right, he had to tell Betty. He had tried letting go of her for one day, and it almost killed him. He couldn't keep having days like that. He could make her happy, he could evoke her passion, he could give her everything she wanted… he knew he could. And even in the Meade limelight she could still be Betty, somehow. She would find a way. He had to tell her.

Daniel gathered his things together and walked to the elevator with the full intention of marching over to Betty's house. As he pushed the button for the lobby, he felt some of his determination slipping away from him. The closer the elevator got to the lobby, the more nervous Daniel became. By the time he got into his town car he didn't feel an ounce of confidence, and he found himself telling the chauffer to take him home. As he lay in bed that night, he decided it was best that he wait a few days. And when he closed his eyes and saw Betty's beautiful smile, he cursed himself for not having any balls.