Disclaimer: I own nobody but Kailyn and Kaidyn...
Author's Note: Hey! Thanks for the amazing reviews..I appreciate it but I still don't know who I want the father to be and sorry that this chapter's a little on the short side...I would love to hear your opinion on who should be the father of Kaley's second child and who you want her to be with...read and review...thanks!
John watched me as I walked into Vince's office as if I owned the place and being Shawn's daughter, that's how I would always act. John walked in after I did and I sat down before Vince told me to.
"Hello, Kailyn, John," Vince said, watching me as I rolled my eyes and waited to tell him that I was pregnant and to be taken out of all matches.
John and I both explained that I was pregnant once again then after Vince telling me the upcoming storyline which is basically just stay by John's side I got up and left, without a goodbye or anything and John got up to follow me.
I walked back to mine and John's locker room as fast as I could. I didn't want to leave my child alone with Randy very long.
I opened the door and walked in and Kaidyn ran to me hugging my legs. I smiled down at him and picked up and glanced at Randy. There was that feeling again but it wasn't guilt; it was lust.
I shook the feeling off as I sat down with Kaidyn in my lap. Cheyenne walked over to my side and sat next to me.
"Hey, Chey," I said, smiling down at her then looked up as I saw John walk into the room.
"Kailyn-" he started but I got up and pushed Kaidyn into his arms, gently.
"I'm going to get a drink," I said and walked out of the room without any idea that Randy was following me.
I walked to the catering place and got a bottle of water and turned around to come face to face with Randy Orton.
"So, Kailyn…you're pregnant," he said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes, Randy, I am," I said, biting my bottom lip to try to avoid the lust I felt for him.
"Is the baby mine?" he asked, raising one eye brow.
I sighed and thought about how I should answer that question. I should tell him that it could be because I know that once this baby is born that he'll be in the hospital room and will tell instantly if it is his.
"It could be but please don't say anything," I pleaded with him.
"If it is mine, you'll at least let me father the child," he asked.
"If I have the guts to tell John that it could possibly be yours," I said, avoiding Randy's blue eyes.
"Don't act like that night was a mistake Kailyn," he said, gently pulling my chin so I would look at him.
"But it was Randy! We were drunk," I said.
"Then how come it felt so right?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
I didn't answer him as I chose to push past him to go back to mine and John's locker room. I knew that if I answered that, I would regret what I would say.
I had a lot on my mind when I walked into our locker room and I saw Kaidyn's blue eyes look at me as we connected eyes and I felt a pang of guilt wash over me. How could I get through these next seven months without telling John what had happened that one drunken night?