Nastia finds out she's pregnant

You slipped off for work before Nastia awoke the next morning, so you weren't sure when you were going to see her again until she showed up in your office about a week later in a warm-up suit, which you had to admit looked good on her, even if it wasn't something you had seen worn in your office before.

"Come on in Nastia," you tell her when you see her walking toward you, opening the door for her as she goes to sit on your couch, "what brings you to my office today?"

"Close the door," she tells you before she begins, looking nervous about something, which gives you a few ideas about what this visit could be about, before continuing when you get up to close it.

"John...I'm pregnant," she tells you as you go to sit on the couch with her, holding her in your arms when you sense she isn't necessarily overjoyed about this, "and obviously, since you're the only guy I've been with, it's yours."

"Nastia...you know that I didn't mean for this to hap-" you start to tell her, only for her to smile at you, kiss you and cut you off as she puts a hand on your thigh.

"Don't apologize to me baby, there's no reason to," she softly tells me, "I had just as much to do with this as you. I could've stopped you before we fucked that first night. Or all those times after that we did it."

"I promise you that I'm not going to let you down Nas," I whispered to her as I laid her down on the couch and peeled her out of her clothes, "but right now, how about we celebrate by doing it right here in this office, baby?"