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Daniel stood with his back against the opening of the salon room, one of his foot crossing the other at the ankle. The pair of dress pants riding up a bit. His armani suit jacket sitting on a waiting chair behind him. Betty sat with a cap over her clothes as an old woman snipped at her hair, the black tendrils falling to the floor. Her hands wrinkled, but they were steady for someone her age, her attention straight on her work; Betty could see a lot of her within the woman. She envisioned herself working at that age, being successful and with a family. She could see it now, but she didn't focus on it as she looked into the mirror. Her hair was getting shorter with each snip and the woman was clicking her tongue behind her.
"Such beautiful hair, hate to cut it so short," she spoke, the shears cutting at an angle as more hair fell to the ground.
"Well someone ruined it," Daniel spoke from his spot, his arms crossed over his chest. observing.
The woman set the shears down and picked up brush, her nimble fingers wrapped around the plastic of the hair dryer's handle. She turned the machine on and began to brush Betty's hair; all the while she is drying it. The whir of the machine made it hard for anyone to talk, but Betty and Daniel were communicating through their eyes, Daniel's saying sorry. Betty gave him a small smile, a smile that she had to must because she wasn't happy that she had to cut her hair. She was trying to show him that she didn't blame him, that it wasn't his fault. He didn't hire the woman that did this to her, which was something that stumped Betty. As far as she knew she didn't have any enemies. Of course there could be all the people that are jealous of her, people that wanted her job that she has. There were so many people vying for it, that she wouldn't know who to start with. The sudden silence startled the Latina from her thoughts as the woman put the finishing touch on her hair.
Daniel had moved away from the wall, for the first time he had seen Betty with different hair and he didn't hate it. It was shorter than he was used to, but it gave her face a mature look, and if she got rid of the glasses it would be even better, although he does adore her with glasses.
"Wow," he spoke, which made Betty's eyes go wide and the female to rush towards the mirror.
"You hate it dont you?" she asked as she looked to it, the front of her hair curving to accentuate her jawline, getting shorter as it went back. The front being somewhat longer than the back.
"No I don't hate it. It makes you look more mature and it suits you. I'm just shocked..." Daniel was rendered speechless as he took his girlfriend in.
Her cheeks began to redden as she saw the look in his eyes, the look that he had reserved for only her. That one look made her feel like she was the only girl int he world. Apparently she was the only one in Daniel's world, because he hadn't even looked at another woman. There were many that flirted with him, but he had brushed them off. One girl had the balls to even get between the two of them, that only made Daniel mad and Betty somewhat self conscious. Let's just say that they had a little fight that day, but they had got over it. Betty was just overreacting and she knew that he had eyes for her.
There was a heat in his eyes as his eyes roamed over her, "You know you look like those girl's in the casinos. they usually have someone with their hair cut like that."
She chuckled and he smiled wide, as that was his goal. He wanted to see her smile and wanted to make sure that she is okay. Daniel stepped toward the short woman and cupped her cheek, moving down to kiss her but his phone goes off. A groan falls from his lips as he pecks hers, handing the woman the money, telling her just how thankful he is that she would open her shop for him. She smiled at the two and gave the money back.
"On the house for the cute couple. I hope you two have a happy ever after. Don't sweat the small things, because they are just that, small things. My advice for you two is that you both are going to have a rough road but are strong enough to make it through. Hold onto the love that you have, because it is rare and hardly anyone ever finds it anymore," she looked to them and gave them one last smile before going to clean up the pieces of hair.
Daniel took Betty's hand into his as he read the text that he got from his mother.
I think Dunne is behind this. I've tried to warn Betty. That is all I know right now.
Daniel sighed and put his phone into his pocket after shooting a reply, telling his mother that she should text him when she had more, the mass texts going to everyone who was doing their part in his plan. He wanted to make sure that he had all his bases covered. He was going to bring this person down for hurting Betty, or trying to break her down. She didn't need that, not after the beating she took while working at Mode; especially when he had her doing things that were nearly impossible. He didn't know how she could have forgiven him for that, especially for straining the coleslaw. He was a douche to her, but here she stood with her hand in his, her head leaning on his arm as they walk out of a salon.
"Daniel, I'm scared that this is going to lead to something bad."
"What? Betty what do you mean? I don't think it will. I think this relationship is going to have rough patches but we..."
Betty actually let out a laugh, one that came down from deep within her belly. She almost bent over with how hard she was laughing and Daniel was giving her a look, the look saying that she was mental. The only thing that she could do was hold up her index finger as she tried to calm down, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes as she stands up and runs her hands over her dress. She was trying to make sure that it was back into place, hugging her curves.
"I was talking about that," she finally spoke and looked to her boyfriend, "I was speaking about whoever is trying to break me down. I have a feeling that this is going to end badly. Someone might get hurt and I don't want that to happen..especially when it is because of me."
"Shh, Betty. Don't worry about it," he spoke, his lips covering hers in a soft kiss, their lips just barely touching.
The kiss made Betty's stomach tighten and butterflies to fly around in it, the wings flapping and causing a fluttering from deep within. Everytime he kissed her, she could feel that and an electrical current flowing from her head to her toes. She had never felt like this about anyone else that she was with, especially with Henry. Sure, Henry was somewhat of her first love. She didn't count Walter because she was only with him because he liked her. It was another reason she stayed with him for so long, and that made her feel like crap. She felt like she was using him and in a way she was, but that was because she didn't have enough self respect. She felt that Walter was the only guy that she would ever be good enough for, so she was settling. That was until she got to Mode and somehow she found herself changing, of course it was little by little. It started out so subtly that no one noticed, of course she would drop everything for work; but that was not new to her. Of course she would never have gone to the lengths that she had with Daniel. I think there was a slight crush on him at first, but he was cruel to her. That is what made her squash her feelings for him. She did a very good job at first but then he started changing and that is when she fell deeper for him.
She looked up into his eyes and stroked his cheek with her thumb, just taking him in. Yes, she was very lucky. Daniel was hers and she couldn't be happier about that. The woman's words stuck in her head and she knew that the road would be bumpy, but she was willing to be with him and to fight. Her soul and her heart belonged to the man with her arms around her waist, the man that was her boss and was there for her.
"I think it's time to go," he whispered to her, his nose gently touching hers, his eyes still looking deep within her chocolate colored ones.
"I know," she whispered back but made no move to even leave his arms.
His lips gently touched hers again, molding together to fit into one another. One of his hands moved up her spine, his fingers dancing along each of the spinal bumps and up into her hair. He ran them through the extra silky locks as he deepened the kiss, the moon high in the sky. Both of them were so wrapped up into each other, that they didn't see a car pull away; the car black in color and blended in with the inky, blackness of the night. Their kiss went on for a few more minutes as neither one of them wanted to break away. Betty had to, though, she was running out of air and she needed to fill her lungs. She looked to the watch that was on her wrist as her chest heaved, Daniel having to smooth down the hair that he had fisted within his hand and looked to her.
"We have to go!" Betty said, her eyes wide as she seen what time it was and knew full well that it would take them sometime to get there.
Daniel pulled her to the car and the driver took off, Betty wringing her hands in the back seat. Her heart was beating and thumping fast. Her fingers were twisting against one another as she was worried. How would this look on her? She hoped that they would be there on time. She had needed to give a speech first thing, before she could give the presentation. Everything was starting to go to hell and she didn't like that, it was scaring her. This wasn't what she was usually like, she usually had everything so organized. Just like that one time when she had even scheduled a nap for Daniel.
"Betty you can do this," Daniel told her and wrapped an arm around her, bringing her into his side and squeezing her into it. He wanted to show her that he was there for her. "Remember all the time that you were there for me. You had faced Wilhelmina and butt heads with her. I know you can do this because you are a strong, confidant business woman."
He poked a bit of fun at her, wanting to get her to smile. He knew that she had said that to herself many times, there were times he was there when she did. She didn't know that he had knew about it, but now she did. She looked to him and shook her head, letting out a breath that she had been holding and could only muster a small chuckle. She knew that Daniel was trying to be there for her like she had been for him; this was his form of a pep talk. Sure, it wasn't much of one but she knew that he was trying and that is what made her smile.
"Thank you, Daniel. I'm just freaking out because this is a huge thing. Bigger than anything I have ever been up against. This was a magazine that has people working behind it. This magazine houses so many people's jobs and if it tanks...they will be out and a lot of them have families to support. It reminds me of how much my father worked to make ends meet when Hilda and I were too young to even work ourselves."
He slowly ran his hand over her hair as the car began to slow down, a sound of cursing come from the front. That is when they both noticed just how rickety the car was moving until it came to a stop. The partition glass came down and the driver looked at them through the rear view mirror.
"We have possibly more than one flat tire."
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