"I'm Pregnant," I told the man who was the closest person I had to a friend in this office. Nathaniel Taylor who thinks I'm a talented creator here at the company. He's kind, supportive, and loved by everyone in the company. So when telling him this news I hope this doesn't get too ugly.
He finally looks up from his files. His blue eyes were warm and inviting, rising from his seat he comes around to hug me tightly. "Congratulations. Are you here to discuss maternal leave or something? Why are you coming up to me with this?"
Okay, I'm confused, "Umm sir... the child is yours." He backs up in shock. Stuffing his hands in his pockets he avoids eye contact. "The kid isn't mine. We haven't slept together. Believe me, I would've remembered. I don't forget women I've slept with." He simply puts going back to his desk, sitting down and filing through papers. Mortified I go to turn around to be stopped by his following words.
"You must've slept with my twin brother Seth. And this isn't to scare you but... We buried his 4th wife last week."