You weren't a fan of spending only the night with someone, but you were drowsy, tired, and lonely. Work was just awful. Everything that could have gone wrong with today had, which seemed to be an annoying pattern as of late.

He was sitting there, the strong, silent type. Seeing a man like that in a suit combined with some liquid courage was all you needed to throw some principles out the window. It didn't matter at the end of the day anyway, right?

This whole experience was a first for you, and he was...special. Seeing him in the morning was a bit of a shock to your system; he looked so peaceful, and with your blurred memories of how good he was to you, you were scared. Things would go wrong at some point down the line- no way someone as sweet, as sexy, and as simply perfect as him would stay with you, and so you ran out with no note, no goodbye.

A few months pass, and he passes you on the street-immediately suspecting you're pregnant. He does the math. If you are...it could be his; it easily could be. He needed it to be his.