Zobeida De Jesus was the 20-year-old sister of Zabdiel, a member of CNCO. She was by no means riding her brother's coattails, already a successful actress in a tv show called 'Shadowhunters'. This firey, headstrong, Latina moves to Ecuador with the...
"Why do you always have to look so good when I can't touch you?"
Christopher grumbled, looking Zoe up and down. They were currently on set for a new music video, Llegaste Tú with another artist. She had on a pair of bell-bottom jeans that showed off most of her stomach once she put on her white halter top. A jean jacket had small multicolor strips of fabric sewn onto it, something she'd stolen from Christopher's array of clothing options. Platforms wedges clung to her feet, kicking up dust with every step she made in the dirt.
"Don't get me wrong, amor. You always look insatiable, but..." He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts from his mind. Zoe laughed quietly, tossing her long dark waves over her shoulder as she walked. "Just wait until we're alone," Christopher passed Zoe on their way to join the rest of the group, his hand squeezing her backside so quickly she didn't have time to react. She swallowed thickly when she saw Prince Royce standing in front of her. They'd all met him before, just in different settings. For example, he'd slid into Zoe's DM's a few years back and they'd gone out on one or two dates. Yeah, Christopher had yet to find that out.
Although, that probably wouldn't last long.
"Zoe, lovely to see you again." Ay, Papa, not even a minute. Prince walked directly up to Zoe, kissing the back of her right hand before creating some distance between them. Everyone turned to look at the twenty-two-year-old girl in shock, apart from Jade who knew exactly what was going on since Zoe'd expressed her concerns. "You look as beautiful as always," Zoe ducked her head to hide the blush spreading through her cheeks, a smirk on her charmers' face.
"Gracias, Geoffrey." Zoe flashed him a bashful smile, increasing everyone's shock-factor by calling him by his real first name. If the look Christopher was giving could kill, the man would be deep-fried in flames and not just six but twelve feet under the earth's surface. "Nice to see you again, it's been a few years." Zabdiel rose his eyebrows, a smile on his face. Christopher, on the other hand, was ready to commit first-degree murder.
"I take it you two know each other?" Zabdiel inquired, wondering if this was the special person his sister had been hiding. Zoe and Prince both nodded, the girl still not bringing herself to look anywhere but at her feet. "How?" She squished her eyes closed, knowing that her secret was about to be exposed by her sorta-ex. Prince turned to Zoe, silently asking if he should tell them or if she planned on doing it herself.
"We went on a few dates when I first joined the Shadowhunters cast," She admitted, Christopher stiffening over her words. Zoe was suddenly thankful that Christopher and Prince had already filmed all of the scenes they had together. She watched Christopher's facial expressions fall, finding herself explaining, even more, to try and help. "But, we didn't click. Then I dated David, we all know how that worked out, and now I've found the love of my life." Christopher's head snapped up to stare straight at Zoe, lips parted in surprise. "So, it all worked out for the best."
Christopher gave her a real smile, Prince catching onto the small interaction. "It would seem that way," He caught Zoe's eye, raising one of his eyebrows just enough to be noticed. "Well, amigos, should we finish this up?" Zoe stayed back with Christopher since he'd done his part already, sending an awkward smile to Prince as he left. The couple stood in silence for a minute or so before he finally spoke up, making sure everyone was occupied.
"Were you going to tell me you dated one of my friends?" He positioned himself in front of her, towering over her much smaller frame as usual. Zoe sighed, running a hand through her hair. "And you told Zabdiel about us? Why didn't you say anything?" Christopher interrogated her, arms crossed in front of his chest. She glanced around to make sure everyone was far away, which they were, and grabbed his hand.
"I didn't tell you about Geoffrey because I honestly forgot. We went on two dates and we never even slept together," Zoe stroked the back of his hand with her thumb, tracing the 8-ball tattoo he had with her nail. "I feel nothing but friendship for him, okay?" Christopher nodded gingerly, still not one-hundred percent convinced. "And as for telling Zabdiel, he asked plus I got tired of hiding my reactions whenever you texted me." She laughed, embarrassed by her girlish admission. He chuckled quietly, fighting the urge to tug her into his arms.
"Okay, that's fair." Christopher pulled her toward the group, releasing her hand before they could be spotted. "Lo siento, she had to help me find my chain." He referred to the silver item he pulled out of his pocket, Zoe automatically stepping forward to help him put it on. Prince's gaze flickered between the two, how Christopher crouched down to be better accessible to Zoe. "Gracias, Princesa," Christopher muttered quietly, his back to Zabdiel which allowed him to send her a wink. Their director effectively ruined the mood with his next sentence, Christopher's following mumble expressing his true feelings.
"Zoe, you'll be dancing with Prince in the next scene."
