The Birth Of Eve by E. S Hoy Page A

have
something to tell you, we had our DNA results today Michael is my father. Can
you deal with that? I know you are wary of him” He shook his head
    “I am happy for you Eve and what makes you happy is good for
me. I promise to be on my best behaviour, I have a night off the stage tonight,
and if you want me to stay over in the spare room I can” She smiled leaning
upwards to kiss him
    “Yes please” he stared down at her longing to hold her and
worship her but he knew the time had to be right and it wasn’t now. Tara came
over to warn them she had seen someone snap a picture of them together. Eve
panicked she wasn’t ready to be plastered all over the papers just yet.
    “Let me go and stop them” offered Michael and before she
could answer he took off with Tara to catch the photographer. After twenty
minutes they returned Tara looked pale, Michael defiant.
    “You didn’t need to scare the poor woman she was just a fan”
he looked at her to hush her up and she fell silent. Eve looked from one to the
other waiting for an explanation, Tara kept silent. Her father spoke up to defend
himself.
    “I only pointed out the error of her ways, we watched her
delete the snap and I personally checked her phone so you can rest easy your
picture will not make tomorrows paper” Eve smiled uncertainly, whatever method
he had used had not been approved of by her friend.
    “Tara, is that what happened?” she looked up to speak but
caught Michaels glare and then her face looked resigned
    “Yes he just stressed to her it may not be the wisest thing
to do, so she deleted it end of story now can I get a drink in peace please”
Tara marched off with Michael frowning after her. Nathan was studying the
exchange too and after Michael followed Tara to the bar, he faced her;
    “Eve don’t try and tell me that wasn’t weird, he was
definitely scaring her into being quiet then. She was white as a sheet when
they walked through the door” Eve brushed it off, she had just found her father
and she wasn’t about to think badly of him without evidence. Instead of arguing
with him however she said her goodbyes to Michael and Tara; took Nathan’s hand
and led him back home. Nathan looked at her curiously as she dragged him
straight upstairs
    “Don’t get any ideas Romeo; I just want you to hold me for a
while. Just you and me, no father no Tara, just us, oh and by the looks of it
the cat as well” She giggled as Nathan carefully lifted Freud off her pillow
and placed him gently on the floor. She removed her shoes and crawled onto the
bed into Nathan’s waiting arms.
     They spent a long time lying on her bed talking; kissing
and holding each other. Eve knew she was pushing the boundaries here, he was
struggling to maintain a control and frankly so was she. As his hand slid
gently under her dress they heard the door bang downstairs. Sitting up abruptly
Nathan grinned at her.
    “Thank God a libido killer, woman you will be my undoing,
this is so not how I normally behave with a beautiful woman. Do you know since
meeting you I have not been affected by any other female?” Eve grinned
sheepishly at him, she really wanted to offer herself on a plate but after Rory
she was still holding herself back. Next weekend was the premier in London;
perhaps it would all fall into place then.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
     
     
    Monday morning her agent Sally Marr was on the phone
    “Eve honey, there is a photo of you with Nathan in today’s
Mirror; apparently someone caught you going into the house holding hands. It’s
a stunning picture of you both and to be honest sweetie this couldn’t have
happened at a better time ready for the premier. I haven’t told you yet but
Christopher Novak is keen to raise your profile; apparently he found you
mesmerising on screen.” Eve was bouncing up and down on the sofa whilst poor
Freud was trying to sleep on her lap.
    “Anyway our plan