Title: Men Cheat
Disclaimer: I do not own Ugly Betty or Pretty Henry. Alas.
That’s what Hilda tells her when she’s crying her eyes out over Walter and Gina.
That’s what Amanda says when they watch Daniel juggle a pop starlet, a best-selling author and Cameron Diaz.
That’s what Daniel’s mother says on the speakerphone when she calls to complain about lipstick on Bradford’s collar.
That’s what she tells herself when she sees Henry kissing a supermodel only minutes after flirting with her.
All men seem to cheat except for her father. Of course, he might have killed a man, so he’s not exactly perfect.
She doesn’t know why she thought Henry would be different. If she couldn’t keep Walter’s interest, what chance does she have with Henry?
Oh, Henry. Gorgeous, smart, funny and he just seems to know exactly what to say to make her smile. She’s not even angry anymore. She doesn’t blame him for wanting the supermodel. She just wishes it didn’t hurt when he comes by her desk.
He looks at her intently. He’s talking about expense reports. He’s talking about numbers. He might as well be speaking Italian because all she can take in is how long his lashes are. How beautifully his brow arches. How his long white fingers adjust his glasses.
When he stops speaking he looks at her expectantly.
Is she supposed to say something to him?
“Sure thing, Henry. I’ll redo these expenses.”
“Betty, I just told you that you don’t need to redo these expenses. You learned your lesson from the last time. These are perfect.”
“You came her to tell me my expense were perfect?”
“Yes,” he coughs. “Um, I was thinking of getting a cup of coffee. Would you like to take a walk with me?”
Coffee. That would lead to more flirting...Henry asking her on a real date...Breaking up with Walter...Falling crazy in love with Henry...Falling apart when he cheated on her with someone like Gina. No, not Gina. Henry’s too classy for that. Amanda.
Hilda’s voice in her head. Don’t do it, Betty. Don’t throw away what you have. Walter got his fling out of his system. Men cheat, Betty. Especially the men that women want.
Her dad’s voice in her head. You’re beautiful, Betty. I know you’re going to find real love just like I found with your mother. Don’t ever sell yourself short. Any man would be lucky to have you.
“Coffee?” Betty stalled.
Amanda’s voice. Gawd, Betty. It’s just coffee.
But sometimes, you just have to take a chance.
“Yes, I would love to get some coffee.”
And Henry smiled at her with that smile, the one that made her forget her own name.
Oh, boy. She was in big trouble.