Sleeping with the boss is always a bad idea epically when you're 24 and extremely fertile and forget a condom one fucking time. Kenzie had been screwing her boss John Dutton for a couple of years now. The two are in a super secret relationship since she's way younger than him, and both know his daughter Beth will flip her ever loving shit if she knew. She stared down at the positive pregnancy test wondering what the bloody fuck is gonna do how is John gonna react is her next question. She can't just get an abortion and keep working, plus she'd have to take time off to have it, which would raise red flags with John, so she has to tell him. Be a ranch hand they said it'd be fun, they said. Sleep with your boss, it's scandalous and fun, they said. She rubbed her eyes, and the test was still positive damn it. She goes to the only other female ranch hand. Teeter a skiny blonde who's her best friend. She sits down next to Teeter, who's carving something in wood like she always did. "Teeter, I gotta tell ya something, and you can't freak out." She said, looking out at the pasture where the boys and John were. He was there looking ready to smack his son Kayce for something he probably said the boy had no filter. "Yeah baby, what's up." Teeter said in her thick Texan accent. "I'm pregnant, and I have no idea what to do." Teeter sat there shocked for a second. Teeter: Who's the father?