“What do you want? You want me to say yes, I fucked you both?” She laughs, and nothing but manic bubbling comes out, acting as if this amuses her. I’m starting to wonder if she’s mentally all there.

“We already know that, sweetheart.” Ben glares at her icily.

Yes, that’s what it is, ice and fire, Ben and Jake. I can see it clearly now.

“So, what? You will try to force me to consent to DNA testing when it’s born? You can both fuck off, and I’ll see you in ...