“Hey, I’m so happy you made it.” I said, hugging him tightly. “I doubt that you would come but I’m glad you did. How’ve you been?”

“Fine.”

“Glad to hear it. I want to tell you something important, but I don’t think that you’ll take it well.”

“Don’t tell me you got VD? Why would you do that and not tell the other person. That’s fucked up.”

“No, I’m clean. I hope you don’t have anything in your dick that will make me sick.”

“No. No, I’m sorry.”

I sighed. I know that we were drunk but…

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry. We were drunk and I still should have been responsible. I’m seven weeks pregnant.”