Rich Girl [Pedro Pascal]

24. Secret Meeting

Eve sighed, looking at herself in the mirror. She wore a black oversized band teeshirt, matching leggings with a beige coat while slipping on matching fuzzy slippers. She had received Pedros text just a few moments ago and she texted him back, replying that she'll be out in a few minutes. She wore no makeup, no jewelry, no luxury items. Most of that she had sold or donated. She didn't need the luxury anymore, especially when her luxury was going to be her child. The second she walked into the living room the lights flickered on.

Her eyes fluttered at the brightness and looked at Javier, his arms where crossed and a disappointment spread in his face like a father watching his daughter come in late after a stated curfew. "I'd like to know where you're going..." He stayed.

Eve shook her head and grabbed her purse and her house keys, her phone already in her hand. "Out obviously."

"At one in the morning? While pregnant?"

"Yeah? Do I need an excuse to go out now? May i remind you that you are living under my house and my rules- not the other way around, now if you'll excuse me, the father of my child is waiting for me downstairs, if you'll like to stop me, please go ahead because if you do you'll never see me again."

"What's going on?" A sleepy Will appeared from behind her, rubbing his eyes. "Eve's gonna go to see that bastar." Javier stated. Will instantly woke up and scoffed, "And that is our issue, why? It's the father of her kid- we have no right to stop her from seeing him."

"Why are you on his side?!"

"I'm not choosing his side or yours, I'm choosing Eves and the kids." Will opened the door and signaled Eve to leave, "Whatever you do, just don't make another god damn baby..." Will informes her, making the girl laugh before walking out of her house. "Chase after her and I'll kick your ass." Will noted, closing the door and sitting on the couch, watching Javiers actions.

Eve calmly stepped down her stairs and when she got down she saw a familiar truck parked in front of the community gate. She passed through and watched him get out of the car, opening the door for her. "What a gentleman." She teased before hoping onto the passenger seat. He closed the door for her as he saw her well seated, heading to the drivers seat and driving off.

The drive was quiet, the two not willing to break the ice until, Eve sighed and laughed to herself. Pascal glanced at her strangely, "Sorry... I'm just laughing at the fact that it was so quiet and just a few months ago we wouldn't shut up when we where near each other..." She looked down at her growing belly and then smiled. "I rarely talk to her... I feel like a bad mother..."

"Don't say that... you're doing great so far."

"What? By selling my luxury mansion to a luxury apartment and finding a somewhat stable job? Yeah right... I barely learning how to cook. I'm barely starting to clean for myself and I'm horrible at both things."

"But it's a start, Princess."

Eve sighed, tilting her head back. That nickname just reminds her of the many night that they probably conceived their child. "So you know it's a girl?" Pascal asked and she nodded. "Yeah I didn't want it to be a surprise... I had a hunch from the beginning and I was right... Guess my mom was a witch in her past life."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, if you ever meet her, she's nothing like me. My dad is more on my side of life- living in luxury homes and cars. My mother keeps him humble. They live in a beautiful farmhouse in Texas by the river... it's beautiful... I miss it."

"Do you plan on going back there?"

"Oh yeah, of course! The second baby Tobias is born I'm heading my ass over there..." Eve got quiet. "You already have her name picked out and everything?"

Eve chuckled, "Yeah well, I didn't think you would be involved... I still have a feeling that you don't want to be so I took it into my hands not name my... Our baby." Pedro smiles at her, "I like it." He reassured her. Eve nodded and out a hand on her belly. "So where are we going exactly?"

"A club."

"Really? You know I'm pregnant and can't really do much at a club, right?"

"It's not that type of club... You'll see when we get there."

"Fine... I better not be tempted to drink anything."

"Oh trust me, even if you where I wouldn't even let you."

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Eve rose a brow at the club which was full of different type of cars. She looked at pascal, confusion written all over her face. He handed her a pair of shoes and he looked down at her feet. "You can't dance with slippers."

Eve scoffed, "Dance?" He nodded and out the shoes on her lap. It was a pair of Eves old heels that she had probably left in his car that one time they had sex on the beach...  She looked at him and then at her black heels, "Fucking... fine." Eve removed her slippers and sighed when her heels fit perfectly. "Damn... I thought my feet would have swollen up to the point where these didn't fit and I would have an excuse to not put them on... Now you have to help me out of the car." Pascal chuckled, exiting his vehicle to help Eve.

He held a hand out for her and she took it, slowly regaining balance as she walked into the club.

People where laughing and smiling, drinking and dancing around the whole floor. Eve didn't feel so far from home now, other than the fact that she had no idea what the music was saying. "Do you know how to dance?" He asked her as he pulled her through the club. "Um... not necessarily." Eve was lying through her teeth. Her mother was half Latina and loved to dance, Eve had a few secrets up her sleeve and dancing was one of them, thanks to her mother. "Alright, come here."

[Corazon Sin Cara by Prince Royce]

"This is bachata... You basically just swing your hips and step along." She giggled at his instructions, they where so bland. "Yeah, alright... That's such a great description, Pascal." He laughed, "Just flow to the music, Princess." Eve sighed, "If you say so."

Eve wasn't used to dancing in heels, or dancing with a partner necessarily. She only danced with her father in the comfort in her own home, never out in public, never with friends, never in clubs. She never had someone that who was willing to try with her. The girl was quick to adjust herself to her surrounding, letting the music take over as she swayed her hips, tipping her leg upward when the dance called for it. "I thought you said you didn't know how to dance."

"I said, not necessarily..." She mumbled focused down on her feet. Making sure she didn't step on him. "Look at me, stop looking at your feet, you look like a child." Eve chuckled. "Wow, that's some way to speak to your dance partner, especially when she's wearing heels." She teased, looking up at him as they swayed to the music. He twirled her around and pulled her back to his chest. "Okay, I might not know how to dance like this..." She admites, trying to find her step with his. "You'll figure it out." He muttered into her ear. Chills ran down her spine, his arm wrapped around her waste. "What are me doing here, Roe?" He asked him, tilting her head into his. "I just wanted us to have fun... One last time before the baby comes." He felt her body tense, "Does that mean-"

"Yes, Evergreen. I'm willing if you let me."