She stops by in a few weeks to let you know she's pregnant

"Mind if I come in John?" Sam asks you as she stands in your doorway, looking stunning in a simple white -t-shirt and matching pair of shorts.

"Certainly Sam," you tell her, ushering her in and asking her what brings her back to your office, not even bothering to close the door.

"I think you better close the door for this one," she whispers to you as you get up to close it before sitting back down on the couch next to her.

"What is it Sam?" you ask her as you look her in the eyes, noticing how uncomfortable she seemed to be around you.

"Well...you remember a few weeks ago when we fucked right?" she begins as you nod and place a hand on her thigh to try and make her more at ease, since you're pretty sure you know what she's about to say.

"Well...I'm pregnant...and it's yours..." she whispers as you kiss her on the lips to comfort her.

"Let's go grab something to eat and talk about this," you tell her as she finally makes eye contact with you, smiling at the suggestion that you weren't going to turn this into a hassle for her.