I lost all sensation in my body. Her mouth was moving, but I could no longer comprehend her words. This had to be a joke.

She pulled my limber body into the house and sat me down on the couch. I guess I looked even worse than I felt, because she rushed to pour me a glass of water.

"Chris, are you ok? You look pale."

No! I'm not ok."

I just wanted to disappear.

"How did this happen Kim? We never...."

"Never what?! Fucked?"

Obviously, she was just as emotional as Vanessa.

"I'm not saying that. But how do you even know its mine? Kim, we haven't had sex in forever."

"I am only four months Chris. You do the math!"

I thought back to the last time we had sex. We usually used condoms, but knowing it was our last time I decided against it and had to know exactly what she felt like.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

I knew this wouldn't change anything, but I didn't know what else to say.

"Well, I wasn't sure if I was going to keep it," she said as she looked down at the floor.

"I see."
"And I know your wife is pregnant...so I don't know where I'd fit in."

I didn't know either.

"Kim, honestly I don't know what to say."

"Me either." She sat down next to me.

How the fuck did I get here? Just when I think life couldn't get any more complicated, it does.

I looked her in her eyes, and I could tell she was afraid. The tough Kim that I remembered, was now a scared little girl looking for reassurance.

I placed my hand on her thigh, "Look Kim, I know shit is complicated, but I would never turn my back on my child."

The weight that seemed to be hovering over her, finally let up. She relaxed. I decided to change the subject.

"How have you been though?"

She chuckled, "besides dealing with morning sickness and wondering how you'd handle this news, I've been fine."

"This is still crazy to me, I thought you were on birth control."

She shuffled in her sit. I could never trust Kim. For all I know this was her plan all along.

"I was, but you know they say it's not 100% effective sometimes."

I let out a long sigh. I didn't know what to believe anymore.

"I hope you don't take offense to this, but I'd like a DNA test," I said, not making eye contact with her.

"I'd be glad to. This baby is yours Christopher."

Her sentence hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm going to have two kids. Vanessa would never forgive me.

"I gotta go Kim. Vanessa doesn't even know I left the house."

Truth is, I was beyond uncomfortable. Vanessa was at home drooling on a pillow, oblivious to this news I was receiving. I couldn't stand to be here a second longer.

"It's fine. I am going to find out the gender of the baby in a few days. I would like you to be there, and we can get your DNA sample then. Deal?"

"Ok. Fine."

I sprung off the couch and out the door. I didn't even say goodbye. I felt it in my soul that this was my child. I just knew it. That's what scared me the most.