Daniel stared at you, then the baby in your arms. Shit. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. You and him had a one night stand about nine months ago when he was black out drunk. Sure he knew sometimes those actions could have consequences, but a baby? Man does he regret this. He blinked at you, and in a monotonous voice said.

“You’re for sure it’s mine-?”

He said, trying to make sure you weren’t just after some of his money through child support. But looking at the baby, he couldn’t help but notice, that baby was sure as hell his.