“Is it really mine?”

Her face went pale as I go straight to the point. The lovely woman in front of me was the escort that I had spent the night with a month ago. My first time, no less.

I awkwardly reached into my wallet taking out a black Amex and an access card to my penthouse before handing it to her.

Does my gestures offend her? I really do not want to make her uncomfortable.

“I would like to be part of the baby’s life and yours too. Let me take responsibility for the both of you.” I spoke earnestly, gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.