Kendall knew it was a long shot. Showing up at the bar where they met almost five and a half months ago. It’d been a one night stand. A one off event. She’d never expected to so much as run into him again. Truth was, she’d been passing through on a business trip. A few colleagues suggested they hit a local bar. One drink led to two, which ultimately led to her being pinned between a gorgeous stranger and her hotel mattress. That should have been the end of it. They parted ways on amicable terms. Both sated and pleased with themselves. However, things in Kendall’s life didn’t go exactly according to plan. Instead of this man being nothing, but a fond memory, he was now forever a part of her and she didn’t mean in a romantic sort of way. No, about four weeks after their little tryst, Kendall discovered she’d missed a couple of important dates. One of which being her period. At first she thought it a calculation error or possibly a stress related delay, however, her gut said otherwise. As did the four home tests she took. From there everything became a bit of a whirlwind. She not only had to deal with an unplanned pregnancy, but an increased workload. Her life no longer felt like her own.
Initially she had no intention of seeking her unborn baby’s father out. She was completely self-reliant and planned to raise the child herself. Unfortunately, her body had something very different in mind. After four long months filled with morning sickness and anemia, Kendall was warned that her blood pressure was of concern. Knowing she could no longer manage all this alone and fearful of what might happen if there were complications during the delivery, Kendall needed to know her child would be cared for. If nothing else, for peace of mind. Without having any family of her own, the mother-to-be felt she had no other real option than to find her child’s father. Hence her standing visibly pregnant, in the middle of a bar. With a hand resting protectively on her burgeoning abdomen, she stepped further into the dimly lit dive bar in search of Noah. At least that was the name he gave her. Luckily for her, it didn’t take long to spot him sitting at the bar. Nervous, but confident in her decision, the pregnant brunette made her way over to him and gently tapped his shoulder then scooted around, so she was standing beside him. “Hey. Umm, so this is weird. Not sure if you remember me, but we kind of fucked a few months back and,” she glanced down at her stomach then back up at him, “uh, surprise. I’m pregnant and you’re the father.”
