I woke up at noon, my body already knowing to stay asleep to make this day shorter. Eden was already up, he left me a note on the bedside table letting me know he was out on a run.
Marianna had neatly hung my dress up for tonight in the closet, protected by a velvet garment bag. The dress was a spring 2003, Jean-Paul Gaultier, with green flamingos on it, it had feathers on the bottom and a bit on the strap. Surprisingly, my mother liked my idea of making it a theme party, dress like a state is what she decided on. I was Florida.
Mariana paired the dress with a lighter pair of green gloves and green Versace watersnake Sandals. She had such good taste. Eden had picked out a tux that matched the darkest green on my dress.
We arrive a bit earlier than the rest of the guests as per my mother's request, it was about half an hour before guests started to filter in.
With more people that enter the more I notice that none of them went as all out as I did, they wore state flowers or state flag pins; even my mother had worn just a white pantsuit with 3 red star pins to represent the DC flag.
"These people are so fucking boring," I whisper to Eden.
"At least, you look magnificent," he laughs.
"I need a drink," I sigh.
He holds his arm out to me and I slide my hand through, he leads me to the bar.
"Natasha?" Eden says to a woman standing there in a cobalt blue suit with orange trimming, New York.
She turns to face us, her curls fall perfectly over her shoulders. Her hands gracefully held a martini glass.
"Not you too, I expected you to go all out tonight," Eden groans, opening his arms to her for a hug.
"Yeah, Well I knew they wouldn't dress up so neither did I," She looks over to me, she starts from my toes and moves her eyes up to meet mine. "Florida?"
"Bingo"
"Great dress, maybe I can take it off you later," She bites her lip. I instantly stiffen up at her words.
"It took her years to track down this dress, I doubt she'll give it up that easily," Eden laughs, "I tried to take it out of the bag for her and she nearly attacked me."
"Of course, it's vintage Gaultier" she responds to him eying my dress.
I realize now that she might've meant "take it off your hands" but her daily behavior at the office made me believe that perhaps she worded it like that on purpose.
Eden holds his arm out for her to hold, and he leads us both to the table.
Theo quickly jumps up from his seat and moves to the one next to Natasha.
"Oh it's you again, how are you?" She says with the sweet voice you would use with a child.
Theo says nothing and just smiles at her.
Eden and her talk throughout the dinner, as always about politics and economics. I gasped as soon as they set down the red velvet cake, I suggested while I was helping my mom but I was sure she was going to choose something fancier.
"Oh my god," I moan at the taste.
"You seem to be enjoying that cake a little too much," Natasha teases. My mouth is too full to respond.
"Red velvet, her favorite next to Carrot cake," Eden wipes the sides of my mouth while I chew.
Theo runs to Eden's lap and whispers something.
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The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER
Fanfiction"You haven't done anything wrong Y/N," Natasha says softly. "Then why are you acting like this? Why aren't you looking at me?" I raise my voice. "Because you are my employee because you are the president's daughter and I am a Senator. You have a bo...
