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supporting the weight of one full body and one upper torso just moments before. His navy blue shirt collar was unbuttoned and turned up slightly in the corner, his tie lying hanging off the back of his chair and his white coat thrown unceremoniously onto a small brown loveseat in the corner. He couldn’t even be bothered to clean up everything.
    “I’m sorry you had to walk in on that,” he said, his eyes empty of any sign of an apology. Those golden brown eyes seemed devoid of something else, but I pressed on.
    “Me too,” I said, curt and cold. I was trying to muster as much strength as I had inside me, curling up my fingers a little and feeling small fists start to take shape. It suddenly occurred to me, did he even remember me?
    “Listen, Sky, I can’t make excuses or apologies. I know that the fuck we had in the bathroom,” so he did remember me, “was incredible. And honestly you’re one of the most-beautiful girls I have ever been with.” I could tell what he was doing in an instant. He wanted to butter me up, make sure that I had no inclination of going to the tabloids to sell his story.  
    “Dr. Ev- Blake, I don’t know if there’s an easy way to say this.” I stammered a little, feeling the strength begin to drain from me. There was no way he was expecting this news, I could tell in his relaxed demeanor, his nonchalant way about him. Sure, he seemed a little stressed about someone seeing him eating another girl out, but I was just another one of his conquests. He didn’t feel threatened by me. To him, I was just like that blonde being served up on a silver rhinoplasty platter.  
    He wasn’t accounting for a baby.
    “What’s wrong?” He picked himself up a bit, his slumped shoulders rolling up and back, his head coming forward. It almost felt like he was consulting a patient. Oh no, no, no.  
    “I um… I’m pregnant.”
    The air was sucked out of the room in one fell swoop, rushing out of whatever nook and cranny and crevice it could find. I could see the color in Blake’s face turn paper white, as the two words he wanted to least hear dropped in front of him with the force of a nuclear bomb. His shoulders slumped back down in something that looked dangerously close to defeat.
    “How?” he asked, knowing damn well how. I decided I didn’t need to explain the biology of it all, so I just sat there, my hands cupped in my lap, the thumb twitching on the top of my left hand.
    We sat there in silence for what seemed like hours. I could have sworn I saw the sun slowly start its descent in the window that framed Blake, his teeth clicking away as he chewed on the inside of his cheek. He was hunched forward this time, his fingers intertwined in a closed fist resting on top of a few patient folders.  
    “Do you know?”
      “I’m keeping it.”
    “What?” Was that shock in his tone? A flash of something behind those golden brown irises, I know I saw something.
    “I mean, do you think you’re ready?” he asked, shifting in his seat just as much as he shifted his tone.
    Which was quite a lot.
    He must have realized the power that I now held. Suddenly, the comfortable floor underneath him turned into one riddled with eggshells. He had to tiptoe around me, make sure I didn’t blow up and cry to a news outlet. I knew myself though, and I knew I wasn’t going to reveal anything. I didn’t want any of that attention falling on me and I didn’t think it would cause any good, but something about the power was enticing. There was something almost intoxicating to see how Blake now had to play nice. I knew I was a big facilitator in the whole cheating thing, but now I wanted a little payback. I wanted to serve him a bit of revenge pie for his wife, for me, and for that dumb blonde bitch.  
    So I didn’t want to show all my cards just yet, I wanted to let him keep thinking I was a liability. Maybe he’d learn a lesson just the same way I had.
    “Well, I’m not exactly sure,” I said, my