Reggie: We need to talk.“Sorry, I’m late,” Patrick interrupted.Arianna threw her phone into her purse and stood to greet her friend.“Don’t worry about it, Patrick,” she said, accepting a hug from him before taking her seat.“I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you look a little worse for wear.”
“Most people are only motivated by the threat of violence.”“What motivates you, then?”“Wallowing in your misery. What’s on your mind, Pierce? You look a little shellshocked,” he mentioned once the door was secured.“You could say that,” Pierce commented, propping his feet on an ottoman.“I am here
"Pierce, I need you to get your priorities straight. We haven't even worked out a co-parenting schedule or financial arrangements yet, and you're asking if we will be together after having had nearly zero contact for over two years. We didn't even end our relationship on good terms.""I missed you,
Pierce put his hands on top of his head and paced around in circles.“Pierce…please say something,” Arianna pleaded.“Just…just give me a minute,” he demanded as he attempted to gather himself. Arianna stared at the ground with her arms folded over her chest. “You’re pregnant?”“Y-yes, I’m pregnant.
"Good for you, Pierce. Stella is a lost cause, and you're better off without her.""I know," Pierce said, reaching across the table for Arianna's hand. He half expected her to snatch her hand out of his grasp, but was presently surprised when she accepted it, giving it a firm squeeze. "Sooooooo...ho
Pierce sat nervously in the restaurant, waiting for Arianna's arrival. His anxiety was through the roof. He hadn't seen or heard from Arianna since their fateful night, and he was unsure how she would react to the news that his surrogate was pregnant. For a moment, Pierce pondered if he should tell