Two days had passed since Emma and Randy found out she was pregnant. She considered not tell John about the baby but she knew if he didn't he'd put it together anyway. She knew the first person she had to tell was Randy. They were at the hotel.

"Randy come here we need to talk." She said.

"Ok." He sat down next to her. "Are you nervous about the baby?"

"Yeah but that's not it." "Randy after I tell you what I'm gonna tell you, if you don't wanna get married after that I understand."

"What are you talking about?"

"Randy I love you but I made a mistake."

"Whatever it is we can work it out."

"I…slept with John."

"You slept with John?"

"Yes." "I'm sorry."

"When?"

"Two months ago."

"Is the baby mine?"

"I have no idea." "I want it to be."

"Do you love him?"

"No." "I love you Randy."

"Yeah, I thought you did." He said angrily.

"I do."

"Whatever." He stood up.

"Randy."

"Don't! He left.

There was a knock on John's door. John answered it.

"You son of a bitch!" Randy yelled as he punched John in the face. John fell to the ground.

"What the hell is going on!" Becky yelled rushing to John's side.

"We're both being two-timed is what's going on!" "Emma and John fucked."

"That's not true."

"Yes it is." Emma just told me." "John also might be a father."

"What?" John said.

"Emma's pregnant." He walked away.

Becky looked at John with tears in her eyes.

"Becky." John said. She stood up and walked out of the room. "Becky."