"Look." Stephanie pulled her shirt up and put her hand on her stomach, "I just keep getting bigger and bigger." She looked down, "I'm kinda scared though."

"Yeah." He was sitting on her bed, thinking, "me too." He hadn't told anyone yet, neither did she, they still were surprised with the fact they were having a baby.

"Are you okay?" She sat next to him and leaned on his arm, "you look upset. Why are you all mad looking?"

"I don't know, I'm just thinking about this whole thing. I never wanted kids, I don't know why."

Her heart fell, "why didn't you tell me that?" She felt her stomach churn, "you still don't want kids huh? Paul, I'm sorry, we should have talked about this before I just said I wanted to keep it."

He stood up and grabbed his jacket, "I think I just want to go back to my house." He started to put his jacket on when she pulled on his arm, "what?" He asked, slightly irritated.

"I have to tell you what I kind of did, I sorta may have gotten pregnant on purpose, without actually thinking about it." She saw how his facial expressions changed, he looked even more angry and upset.

"You what?" He took a deep breath, "what the hell do you mean you may have gotten pregnant on purpose, what the fuck?" He yelled, "Stephanie, why would you do that?"

She shook her head, "if only you knew, I was selfish, okay? I'll admit to that, I was selfish and I wanted me to be happy, without thinking about anyone else. I lied to you and said I was on the pill because I wanted kids. All I could think about was myself."

"I can't believe you did that." He opened her bedroom door, "I can't even think right now, I don't know what to say to you."

"I have a sister who has everything, a rich husband, two kids and one more on the way. She has no clue what hard work is and I've been jealous of her since she met her husband."

"Good for you, now you won't have to work either, you're pregnant with my kid, great. You have money, and kids, just like you wanted, and here I am, the one who got fucked over. Thanks Stephanie."

"Stop it!" She screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks, "please just stop!" She reached out and slapped his face, "you acting like a jerk doesn't help anyone, okay?"

"I'm not trying to act like a jerk, you're the jerk." He stared her down, "I can't believe you did this to me. I liked you a lot, I really did, but I don't know what to think of you now. I'm freaken pissed now Stephanie, you did this cause you're jealous of your sister? What the hell is that?"

"I'm sorry!" She sat on the bed and cried into her hands, the sight made Paul kind of uneasy. He watched her sob, and after a few seconds, he took his coat back off and sat next to her, "what are you doing?"

"Baby, stop crying." He pulled her into a hug, "I'm sorry I got upset, but, like I said, I never wanted kids because I'm always busy, I don't have time. And, I've had a similar situation before."

"Really?" She looked down at her stomach, seeing how her body was completely different, "what happened in your past situation?"

"You aren't married right? And it is my baby?" He was also staring down at her stomach, she then nodded, "okay, so, I was engaged once, and, her name was Kelly, we were engaged for eight months, had all of our wedding plans ready and everything. She was gonna be four months pregnant, then, it all fell apart, it wasn't my kid, she was married, she had been married for seven years, her and her husband had it all planned out." He sighed, "that's why I ask if the baby is mine, and that you aren't married."

"I've never been married, and yes Paul, the baby is definitely yours. I would never do that, I don't want your money as much as I'd rather just have you." She looked into his eyes, "do you still like me?"

He leaned in and kissed her, "well yeah I do, but we've been dating for just a couple of months. What if everything between us just doesn't work out? We can't force it, you know, cause then we'll grow to hate each other after awhile, I don't want to hate you. It would only make it a bad living situation for the baby."

"Are we keeping it? Are you gonna be there with me?" She put her arms around him and held him tight, "who do we get to tell first, honey?"

"Who do we want to tell?" He swallowed, "my parents are gonna make a really big deal out of this if we don't end up making this right, meaning, getting married."

"Well, okay, say we just got engaged, would that be the same to them?" She sighed, "or we could just have a really small, casual wedding, just close family and friends, not a whole bunch of people."

"I want to surprise my parents, they always thought I'd never have kids cause I work too much, I worked all the time to pay my bills, they thought I worked for fun."

"Why would anyone want to work for fun?" He smiled, "you worked to pay the bills, but you never bought food. I buy you food."

"I like spending my money on me, not on a houseful of food that I usually never eat anyway. But I have a lot of clothes that I'll wear all the time." She looked down, "well, I don't have very much that I can wear now, but after the baby's born I'll be able to wear my own clothes."

"Looks like for now you're wearing mine." He gave her a peck on the cheek, "do you need your own clothes babe? I think we can work out a deal about clothes."

"What do you mean by 'work out a deal'? What do you want?" She turned to him and smiled.

"No matter how much my parents plead to have us for dinner during either Thanksgiving, or Christmas, don't get upset with me cause I'm telling them no."

"Aww, but why not Paul?" She straddled his legs, "you can't keep a baby a secret very long, especially with you being in public media. And if you were able to keep it a secret for a good amount of time, they're gonna be more upset with you that you didn't tell them for so long than if you were to just get it over with and explain what happened."

He blankly stared at her, "how in the hell do you know all that?" He put his hands on the sides of her stomach, "I just don't want to deal with them either way, cause I know they're gonna be all weird about it. My parents are just like yours, they never thought I would have kids cause, well, just because."

"Because why?" She bit her lip, "after Kelly?"

"Well yeah, and they have strong beliefs that I'm a womanizer and this was bound to happen. And another thing, they're religiousness forces them to believe that if I have a kid out of wedlock, bad shit's gonna happen to me."

"Damn, I'm glad my parents seem ten times better than that. Considering my mom got pregnant with my brother long before they got married. He was seven at their wedding. And my sister was three. I think they're just gonna be really surprised, probably happy cause I'll actually let them be grandparents."

"Whoa, what's that supposed to mean?" He gave a her a cock-eyed stare, "oh, that must mean your sister doesn't let them be grandparents to her kids."

"Nope, my sister doesn't really come around much now she's got all her rich best friends and her huge house. I've never actually met my nephew, and he's two. I've only seen him over Facebook."

"You think your parents would baby-sit?" Paul laughed, "I'm just kidding, unless you think they would, then we could still make plans together and not have to worry about finding someone that we've never met to watch our baby."

"I'm pretty sure they would, I'm gonna be their only child who has kids they can be around. My brother Shane, he and his wife had a miscarriage, and for now, they don't plan to have kids. And then there's my sister with her issues, they'd love to be able to baby-sit their grandkids." She kissed his cheek, "would it be appropriate to tell you I love you? Cause it would make me feel a lot better right now."

"I love you too." He smiled, pretending to feel better about the situation while inside, he was still sort of fuming with anger about everything, but he knew that wouldn't get him anywhere.