She's pregnant, and wants to know if you'll stick around

Life does have a way of taking unexpected turns, and so did yours when Carrie walked into your office a few weeks later in a sparkly white shirt and some black shorts, and looking like she had a lot on her mind.

"Good to see you again Carrie," you tell her as she sits on your couch and makes herself comfortable, "I understand you had something you wanted to run by me."

"I did actually John," she tells you, motioning for you to sit down next to her on the couch, "look, there's not going to be an easy way to say this for someone like me, so I'm just going to say it."

"Please continue Carrie," you tell her, your mind wandering to the night you had with her before, and about how things had gotten out of hand with the two of you.

"I'm pregnant John, and it's yours," she tells you, leaning into kiss you as she smiles at you, "and what I need to know from you is if you'll stick around and be with me."

"Absolutely, Carrie," you tell her as you kiss her back, pushing her down on the couch and making out with her some more.

"Great...I'm...divorcing...my...husband...the...next...time...I'm...in...Nashville..." she moans as you start to kiss her neck, unsure how far to go with her now that she is pregnant with your kid, but pretty sure you were going all the way with her, anyway.