I Am Not Your Baby Daddy!

POLLEN’S POV

My heart seized when I saw him, something I thought will never happen. He was cladded in a black tuxedo with his hair neatly gelled back and a surprised expression plastered on his face.

The moment I laid eyes on him all thoughts of the previous night fluttered in my mind. He was a distraction, that’s for sure. A very handsome one at that, and I was not used to seeing attractive men in such an odd yet breath taking way.

“ Is that him?” My mother asked, breaking my train of thought.

“Yes” I muttered.

From the corner of my eye I could tell that mother was impressed, but she didn’t show it because it wasn’t the right time.

“What are you doing here?” His tone was low, yet still held a commanding undertone.

His hostility must have jilted mother back to her senses, the silly look of excitement in her face vanished in a blink.

I swallowed as if trying to quench a dry mouth, “ I think—I think I’m pregnant” I blurted.

Mother slapped me on the shoulder and I winced.

“You