Baby Daddy Facade

"In a great romance, each person plays a part the other really likes." - Elizabeth Ashley.

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"So I really want this wedding to happen as soon as possible, that's why it will be happening in a month." Yaya explained while sipping on her cocktail.

She had invited all her bridesmaids to meet for lunch and the only person I knew around this table was Alma the other three ; no idea.

"Oh right, Alma and Raina this is Leentje Timmermans my childhood bestfriend, we met in highschool back in Amsterdam." She pointed at the woman who sat beside me with big cold narrow gray eyes, strawberry blonde hair in waves and had a meaningful tattoo on her neck.

"Nice to meet you Alma and Raina I wouldn't say the same." She spoke in a thick Dutch accent filled with vernom and I flinched in my seat.

"She is my maid of Honour." Yaya added.

"Over there is Linda Freisler, she from Germany you must know her collections...we met at a fashion show in Cologne and we have been close friends ever since." She pointed at the woman who beside Leentje with a sophisticated solemn expression. She had deep set blue eyes tousled auburn hair with a nose ring.

"Alma and Raina, Guten dag." She said in a nonchalant tone. I furrowed my eyebrows because I didn't understand what the hell she was saying but Alma replied without hesitance, her stomach was now showing just a bit considering she was four months pregnant.

"Over there is Antoinetta Ravn, a good friend of my mine. She is from South Africa but we went to the same Fashion school in Amsterdam back in Netherlands." She pointed at the woman who sat right beside me, i had thought she was African-American from her caramel tanned complexion. She had warm brown eyes, her black frizzy hair placed in a bun, a small gold earing on each ear.

"Nice to finally meet you Alma and Raina." She spoke with a none american accent.

"Nice to meet you all." I gave a warm smile making Leentje roll her eyes and Linda furrowed her eyebrows.

?"

dawned onto me, i was the only American sitting on this table. Of course I felt comfortable with Alma but now I felt

were only inviting Europeans, you know how i absolutely distaste Americans." Linda

American, my mom is from Puerto Rico." I

you speak Dutch or German or just Spanish ?" Leentje

I replied in

even speak Spanish ?" Linda sourly

"No."

like you." Linda said as

Linda."

American here, am I ?" I turned to look at them. Leentje started laughing hysterically then Yaya and Antoinetta laughed

so let's just say we can speak Dutch." She said in time like she was speaking to a five

to Alma for being my best friend she didn't even mutter a word in my

speak English

Linda and Leentje yelped

Yaya grinned showing

and I'm the

rub it in." Linda rolled

friends ?" Antoinetta said, it seemed she was one person that everyone on this table seemed to