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Chapter 8

Betty was dazed. She stood there and allowed Daniel to tie her bathrobe. Her heart was racing and she was certain she wouldn't be able to stand without Daniel's support. After he'd finished tying her robe, Daniel paused and looked at her, "We can talk on the jet ride home. You should get dressed," he smiled and slowly pulled away from her, going to answer the door after she stepped into the bedroom.

An hour later they were in the air, on their way back to New York. Betty stared out the window. This time she had no problem keeping her mind off the jet crashing. She was far too occupied by the events over the past few days. Trying to keep a rash mind, she thought about what it could mean. "Does this mean he has feelings for me, that he could possibly love me?" The very idea two nights ago had made her life, but now? "It wasn't a mistake. I agree with him there. But what does he expect now?"

Daniel watched her as she sat there, buried deep in concentration. She stared at the ground thousands of miles beneath them, her eyebrows were furrowed close together and she was biting her lower lip. He knew that she was thinking about them, but he was afraid of which direction or mind, or her heart, was taking her. He wanted to try this, she and him. He believed it could work, but he was only willing to try it if she was completely okay with it.

"Betty," he leaned a little closer. She jumped slightly and looked at him, "I guess we should talk about this." He'd never felt so awkward around a woman before. What did he say to let her know how he felt?

Betty looked at her lap and pushed her glasses up, "I guess so." There it was, her heart was racing again. The sound of his voice had never done this to her before, but since last night, "No," she thought, "It's been longer than just last night. He's made my heart race for a long time now. I've just ignored it before." She looked back up at him and smiled.

Daniel's stomach flipped when she smiled. He felt like he was back in 9th grade about to ask a girl out. He cleared his throat and looked down for a second, trying to think of what to say. Betty's hand was laying on the arm rest. He took it in his own and smiled to himself. "Our hands fit perfectly together," he said. He began to trace his thumb over her knuckles, "It's amazing. My whole life I've settled for what was in front of me. Granted, I grew up rich so that was just about anything I wanted; but I was never really happy. Throughout college, I would party and be with girls that knew me for my money and hang out with guys who I thought were friends," he looked up at Betty who was looking at him with a deep look of understanding and smiled, "But then my father hired you. He hired you and I learned what it was like to have a real friend. To have someone to listen to me and you, Betty," he cupped her face with his free hand, "You listen. You listen even when I'm complaining about the most ridiculous things, and you care. That's what I love about you. You care. You care about me." Betty reached up and took his hand that held her face in her free hand as tears began to swell in her eyes. "And I would like to give this a shot; me and you. Because what I feel for you Betty, "he sighed, "I can't ignore it. I don't want to go back to how we were before. I want to be more."

He held his breath and waited for her response. Finally, after what seemed like eternity she smiled and leaned in to kiss him. It was the perfect kiss to what Daniel hoped would be the perfect future. Only time would tell.

The End.

A/N: Thanks so much to everyone for all your great reviews! Be sure to review this one as well! I think I'm going to do a sequel so be on the lookout for it! Thanks again for all your support!

Oh! Quick note, I'm sure you noticed that I said Betty had blue eyes in earlier chapters. Sorry about that. I know she's got brown eyes and honestly thought I'd typed brown. I'll be sure to double check that from now on.