“Is that the reason you invited me over to remind me how we fucked under the influence of alcohol, and how sweet my pussy is?”

He shook his hand, “Far from it, although I thought you would accept that as a compliment. I invited you over to remind you that the child you are carrying is mine. My instinct has never told me lies, and I stand to be corrected with proves,” he said, and had a seat with his legs crossed.

She molded a frown across her face. “Now take this ...