"Wow." He said surprised. He sat down next to her.
"Yeah."
"It has to be the night I came back to the hotel drunk."
"Yeah, that is the last time we had sex."
"This is great." He said happily.
"I'm glad you're happy about it."
"Of course I am." "Did you find out through a pregnancy test?"
"Yeah."
"Baby look, I know how I've been lately but that has nothing to do with you." "I'll be better, for you, for our baby." "I promise." He kissed her.
"You haven't kissed me like that for awhile."
"I never should've stopped."
"Maybe I should've got pregnant sooner." She said jokingly.
"I should've never acted that way." "I'm sorry." "I love you."
"I love you too."
Over the next couple days Stephanie had went to the doctor and discovered she was two months pregnant. She knew there was no way it could be Randy's because they'd only had sex a week ago. Stephanie had been avoiding Randy's calls and texts. After a house show in Mississippi Stephanie went to Randy's room and knocked on the door. She was dreading this conversation. He opened the door.
"Where have you been?" He asked. "I was getting worried about you."
"Can we talk?"
"Sure." She went inside. They sat down on the couch. She hugged him. He heard her start to cry. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry." She said tearfully.
"For what?"
She wiped her eyes. "I don't want to hurt you Randy." "I care about you." "We can't do this anymore." "It has to stop."
"No." "No please."
"I'm sorry."
"What did I do?"
"Nothing." "I'm pregnant." "I'm going to have Paul's baby, so this has to stop."
"You're pregnant?"
"Yeah."
"Stephanie, I love you."
"I love you too, but I also love Paul." "He promised to change."
"Please don't do this."
"I'm sorry, I really am." "Bye." She left. Randy was crushed.