"Danny Boy, tell me something good," Becks said on the other end of the line.

"Betty's a pretty good kisser, hows that for good." Daniel said, walking into his loft.

"Nice, I knew she'd be freaky," Becks said.

"Don't get to excited, we kissed that's all." Daniel told him.

"So how did it happen?"

"We were working late, I told her I was starting to care for her, then I kissed her. At first she was really tense, I could tell she was fighting with herself. However, that didn't last long, before I knew it she was participating one hundred percent." He told Becks, as he got undressed.

"Did you cop a feel," Becks asked laughing. Daniel rolled his eyes at the phone, "Are we still in high school? To answer your question, I tried. After a minute or so of making out, I tried to get my hand up her shirt, just like high school, and she freaked. She stood up, started mumbling how it was a mistake, I was her boss, she's my assistant, we were both tired and over worked, etc. She went psycho and ran out, that's why I'm calling, what the hell do I do? I've never had this happen before, not even in high school." Daniel said exasperated.

"Dude, she's into you, that's for sure. My advice is, act like nothing happened. Tomorrow be indifferent all day long, let her wonder and obsess. Then right before she leaves call her into your office. Now listen carefully, you're used to stupid, hot, vain girls; this is a different breed. If you fuck this up, you're doomed. When you call her in, apologize, tell her you're sorry if you grossed her out but you were acting on instinct. Say you felt there was a connection, and you went on it. Then tell her it was the most amazing kiss you ever had, and that she made you feel like it was your first kiss. She'll be eating out of your hands."

"Great, tomorrow's gonna be another long day. How long before we get to the sex? I don't know how long I can hold out, why am I holding out again. It's not as if she's gonna know if I have a chick over, not like she has cameras in my place." Daniel said annoyed.

"Yeah, except the chicks know where you work. How many times has a hook up showed up at Mode? You can't take any chances, if she see you stray, she won't go near you."

"Fine, you're right. I'll behave, I just hope I remember how to use my dick when this is over." He said, sounding gloom.

Becks laughed, "If you don't you can watch me work it."

"Great, well I better get to bed, alone again."

"Call me tomorrow, bro."

Daniel threw his cell on his night stand, he hated it when Becks was right. He thought about that kiss, he was expecting it to be weird, uncomfortable, and gross. He had never kissed anyone with braces before. He was surprised, when it was none of those things. He enjoyed it, he wasn't lying when he said she was a good kisser. He could tell she was going by instinct, she wasn't trying to impress him like other women. There was no sucking of his lip, or rapid tongue thrusting like a porn star, it was just a good kiss with no tricks. She was very passionate about it too, he wondered if was good at giving head. She could do that at work, it would relieve some tension too, but he knew that would never happen. She wasn't that type of woman, unfortunately. He needed sex, he never went this long without it. Betty better be ready to put out soon, at this rate he wouldn't care what she looked like. All he wanted was a warm, wet, hole.

Betty squared her shoulders as she walked to her desk. She spent all night thinking about that kiss, the most amazing kiss of her life. When Daniel kissed her, she felt like she was the only woman in the world. The reality of course was, she wasn't. Daniel had hundreds of women, all more beautiful, thin, and confidant than her. She wasn't his type, last night he was tired, over worked, he let his stress get the best of him. She had no intention of holding it against him, he was very nice about it. She was his assistant and that's how she'd act. There will be no hurt feelings, when he pulls her aside and tells her it was a mistake. There will be no more fantasizing about kissing him and more, and there will defiantly never be any tears over the impossible. She had to think about the attainable. Henry, he was sweet, cute, smart, and fun; she'd think about him.

Betty put her things down on her desk and walked into Daniel's office. She put his coffee and Bagel on his desk, along with the news paper. When she turned around, Amanda was standing at the door, staring at her.

"Hey Amanda, you're early," She said walking passed her and sitting in her desk.

"I know, I had a late night date, so I just came straight here. Did you decided on a day and time?" She asked Betty.

"For what, what are you talking about?" Betty asked.

"About the make over to get your man, how could you forget."

"I'm sorry, just have a lot on my mind. I don't think I'm ready for a make over, can we wait a while?" She asked

"Well, how long is a while? I think the sooner the better. Let me make you sexy," she whispered, into her ear.

"OK, this weekend, but not a full make over. Baby steps Amanda, baby steps."

"Yay, I got to talk to Marc to see what we're doing first," she said running off.

"What have I gotten myself into," Betty muttered to herself.

"I don't know why don't you tell me," Daniel said from behind her shoulder. Betty whipped around startled at his presence.

"Daniel, how long have you been there?" She stuttered

"Long enough to see Amanda run off and hear you talk to yourself." he said smiling at her.

"Well you know Amanda, when she wants something she's like a dog with a bone."

"Trust me I know, what does she want from you?" He asked, even though he knew.

"She wants to give my hair a new look," she said omitting the rest of it.

"Just be sure to keep her in check," He said walking away.

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Betty spent the rest of the day working, as if it were any other day. She had lunch with Christina, but she didn't tell her about Daniel. She wasn't ready to share that information with anyone, yet. She was expecting Daniel to say something to her, to tell her last night was wrong and it would never happen again. But all day he ignored her, well he didn't ignore her, but he didn't pay any extra attention to her. This is how it should be, she kept telling herself. Time flew by and before she knew it, it was time to go home. Right when she was about to get her things together, Daniel called her into his office.

"yes, Daniel," She said standing by the door. The conversation she was anticipating all day was about to happen, and she was more nervous then ever.

"Close the door and have a seat, please." She did as he asked.

"I want to start off by saying, I'm sorry. I know I was too forward last night, I'm sorry. I just felt like there was such a deep connection, between us. I don't regret kissing you, but if I insulted you in any way, just know that wasn't my intention. Last night was amazing, I felt like a fifteen year old boy, kissing for the first time. I understand if you're angry with me, and I promise to try to control myself in the future. Like I said yesterday, I care for you, the last thing I want is to lose you."

Betty was speechless, this was not the talk she imagined. Instead of blowing her off, he was suggesting he wanted more. She had no idea how to respond, Daniel wasn't any guy. He was Daniel Meade, he was everything she knew she would never have.

"Please say something," he said pleadingly.

"I' m not mad, I'm surprised. I thought you were gonna give me the it was a mistake talk." she said, shyly.

"It wasn't a mistake to me, not at all." he said.

"I can't help but be surprised, I mean look at me. I'm not exactly the type of girl you would kiss, you date models."

"Maybe I date models cause that's all I can get. Have you ever thought that the playboy stigma, makes it hard to date a normal woman. It easy to date models I run a magazine, but most women, at least the good ones; wouldn't give me a chance. I know it's my own fault, I should try harder, but as you know; work isn't my forte. Anyhow, you're better than any model. You're one of the most interesting and honest people I've met, and that Betty, is special."

"I don't know what to say, I'm very confused right now." She told him.

"Don't say anything," He said standing up and walking over to her. "Go home, relax. Think about what I told you, I'm not making any demands. Just try to keep an open mind." He said as he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss.

"By the way, I ordered a car to take you home. It's down stairs waiting for you," he said as he walked out of his office. She sat there for few minutes after he left, she couldn't believe what he had said. She must be dreaming, Daniel Meade was interested in her, it was crazy. She grabbed her things and made her way down stairs, it was time to talk to Christina, she'd know what to do.