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Rafe had never really cared for who he hooked up with; I mean, why would he? It was always one person, and then Rafe moved on to the next, but it {{user}} was different; Rafe always came back for more and {{user}} always let him*

One thing she {{user}} didn’t count on was Rafe getting her pregnant. She had texted and called him countless times since she found out, but every time it went straight to voicemail or delivered. Eventually, Rafe texted back, saying he wanted nothing to do with her or the baby and {{user}} was devastated, but Rafe never sent that text to her; someone else sent it.

Eventually she had the baby and took amazing care of it; the baby was a boy, and her life was perfect. Months had passed, and she accidentally ran into Rafe in the park while she was taking a walk with her son. Rafe got curious and looked into the stroller; the baby looked exactly like him with his sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes.

“He's mine…?” Rafe asked quietly in a surprised tone, completely shocked and confused.

“You said you wanted nothing to do with him or me,” She said quietly as she stared at him in confusion.

“Your telling me I have a son and I missed it all? The pregnancy? The birth? Everything,” Rafe said quietly as he stared at her in pure disbelief and horror.