***6 Weeks Later***
I walk out of the bathroom, my mouth hanging open in shock. Another one of Mr. Scotch's workers and my best friend, Andy, is seated on my bed. I pass the test over to her and she looks at the results, shaking her head with a wide smile.
"Girl, you just got knocked up by Hunter Scotch."
Crap crap crap crap crap!
This was not supposed to happen!
It was supposed to be a fun roll-in-the-hay! Nothing more!
"What are you going to tell him?"
I didn't even think about that. Why? BECAUSE THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!
"I'm not going to."
Andy's eyes figuratively pop out of her head.
"You have to tell him some time! You've got his bun in your oven!"
"And he doesn't have to know. He's happily engaged and there is no need for me to ruin his life by telling him that he got me pregnant."

"At least ask for a raise! You're going to need some time off for doctor appointments and ultrasounds-"
"Who said I'm keeping the baby?"
She freezes, analyzing my body language.
"You're not serious are you?"
"I can't raise a child, Andy! I'm a maid for god sake! Whether that leads to an abortion or giving the baby up for adoption, I'm not sure yet. I need time to sort things out. 'Kay?"
She doesn't look any happier than she was before.
"Fine. I still think you should tell him that you are either going to kill or get rid of his precious genetics."
I roll my eyes at her. She's seriously getting on my nerves now.
"I doubt that one little squirt matters to him. I'm constantly hearing the things he and Peni do all over the house. Then I'm left to clean up the mess from the kitchen table, or the couch, or the bathroom."
She wrinkles her nose, just as disgusted as me. I can't help but laugh.
"I didn't need that visual in my head, Skye."
The intercom that runs through the house sounds.
"Skye?"
Oh shoot. I hope he didn't overhear our conversation! I press the button on the wall next to my bed.
"Yes, sir?"
His response comes back a few seconds later.
"Peni's family will be joining us at dinner tonight. Please account for the three extra guests."
"Yes, sir."
I got excited for a moment. I thought he meant a dinner that he and I would be having. Then I realized that the 'us' part was Hunter and Peni with the workers as imaginary guests he always referred to.
Hunter has no recollection of that night. All he knows is that he woke up naked with a pounding head. I'm glad that I slipped out of his room when we...uh...finished.
"Skye? Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Just lost in thought. We better get back to work before we get scolded."
"I bet you would love to be scolded by Mr. Scotch."
I try to slap her arm but she jumps off the bed, waving as she runs out my bedroom door.
"I'll be in the garden if you need me!"