“Wait.. I’m the father?!” I said, completly astonded.

“Yes..” She cried. “I’m soo sorry. I.. I just found out.. I would have told you sooner, but.. but. I just found out.”

“I no, I no.. I understand.” I soothed her, still in shock.

“Are.. are you okay?” She asked, worry layered her voice.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” I assured her.

“Jake I… love you.. I.. I don’t know what happened a month ago.. But.. things haven’t changed for me. I..was kinda.. hoping.. it was the same for you?” She gushed.

“Emily.. Oh.. Emily. I love you too. I always have. I should have told you earlier.” I said hugging her close.

“Your not mad.. or upset with me being pregnant?” She asked, worry thick in her voice again.

“Emily. I’m so happy. I’m speechless. ” I told her. “Oh… are you keeping it?”

She laughed, ” Of course I am. I couldn’t think of doing anything else.”

“I am going to be a father.” It hit me just then.