After All a Second chance?

We need to deal with this pregnancy" said, forcing my words steady, "you can't expect me to end our baby" His face was unreadable -then he spoke with a slow, cuting calm. "Your baby, not ours." shock knifed through me. "Are you saying you won't even admit we slepttogether? That you-" l couldn't finish, the question dissolving into sobs. He blinked, unimpressed. "l slept with you, sure. But l didn't get youpregnant. Why don't you go ask one of your other lovers? Maybe one of them will own up to depositing their seed." My breath hitched."ldon't have anvone else. it's vou. it's alwavs been you." He roled his eves,"spare me the theatrics, When you're done, eave. And shut thedoor." My hands shook, "lf anyone asks who fathered my child and you say my name, l swear