Spiders

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard me, I'm carrying your baby," Kimorra repeated. Xander burst into laughter.

"Nice one. You got me there," He laughed. Kimorra gave him a plain look. "You're serious?"

"Why would I joke about something like that?" She retorted. Xander's expression hardened and Kimorra braced herself for the worst.

"I can not marry you for the mere fact that you carry my child, if there is a child in there. You can keep the baby, I will make sure you get everything you need…."

"What is that supposed to mean? If you do not believe I am pregnant, then we can get tested," Kimorra interrupted.

Xander ruffled his hair, praying inwardly for patience to get his point across without snapping. Kimorra crossed her arms, ready to challenge whatever he was going to say.

"Let us not drag this further. We have already established that I do not want to be with you. You have my baby, fine, I will take full responsibility for it. I will provide for you an