Chapter 13: His Doubt.

Jon kept knocking on the bathroom door. "It's everything alright in there?" he asked in a comforting voice.

I came out, holding the test and I stretched out my hands to give it to him. But, he didn't take it.

"What's it say?" He asked.

"Congratulations, Daddy," I squealed.

"Huh, No way". He looked bewildered.

"Yes way."

"You're kidding. Right?"

"Nope. I'm pregnant."

Jon walked glumly to his bed and laid on the bed, facing upwards. I laid next to him, took his hands, and waited for more. Perhaps an embrace, a kiss, a gentle touch, a few tears or a *'I'm proud of us'* moment.

"Are . . . .you sure. . . it's mine?"

"Yes," I said. "You know, that question is insulting and it saddens my heart. I haven't had sex with Max since—well, since forever. And you know I'm telling the truth."

"Are you really sure about that? What of this month? Not once? This isn't the time to be exaggerating. Tess."

"Yes. I'm completely sure," I said firmly. It is the truth.

I remembered Andrew, my high school f