Dana POV
Pregnant. I stared at the stick in my hand, my body trembling, unable to believe my eyes. Mason had dropped me off, and the first order of business had been to confirm my suspicions. My hand was shaking as I stared at the little blue line. There was no doubt in my mind who the father was. There could only be one person who was responsible. Hunter. I bit the inside of my lip as I smoothed down my dress and pulled my panties back up, idly flushing the toilet and carefully placing the stick in the wastebasket before washing my hands and sitting on my bed. I didn't know what to do.
I was dating Mason but I couldn't just pretend this child was his. It was the wrong thing to do. Sandra was under the mistaken impression that somehow I had been intimate and gotten pregnant with Mason's
