Where you stand with Ross

The first thing you decide to figure out is where Ross stands with all. He clearly didn't sign up for all this. Sure, he agreed to go on a date with you and willingly fucked you into the mattress, but he wasn't ready to be a dad, to settle down with you, or help you deal with your father's passing. He was already doing so much more than he needed to do. You know he deserves a say in how this will all turn out.

You are just finishing making some bacon and eggs for breakfast when he comes stumbling in to the kitchen. "Smells good." he says, coming over to peck your cheek, "Any of it for me?"

"Of course." you say, pointing to a plate, "All for you and plenty more if it's not enough."

He gladly takes the plate, thanking you for the meal. You let the two of you eat in peace before starting the real conversation you want to have.

"Ross, you know you don't have to do this, right?"

He gives you a strange look. "I think I'm obligated to do the dishes if you made the meal doll."

"No, not that." you say, staring into your coffee, "All this, from letting me stay here to all you did yesterday. I'm not your responsibility. Even if I am pregnant, you don't have to help or stay with me. You can live your life."

He stares at you for a minute before taking a seat across from you. "I know that." he says for a moment, "At least, I know I don't have to stay together with you if I'm unhappy."

"Okay." you say, "I... You've been so helpful. Letting me cry on you, giving me your bed that first night, crashing with me the next, and just staying with me when I wasn't ready to be alone... I don't want you doing that because you feel obligated-"

"I'm doing it because I want to." Ross interrupts, "We may not make it as a couple, but you're a cool guy Lexus. You made feel comfortable on our date, you trusted me when I said I didn't know about what was happening, and you gave me someone to turn to when my dad revealed what an asshole he can be. Even if we realize we don't love each other, I still think of you as my friend. I would do this for any of my friends, not because I knocked them up. Stay as long as you need and know I'm in your corner, okay?"

You nod, having lost your ability to speak. "Okay, just focus on getting yourself into a good place." he pushes on, "We can figure out what we are whenever you feel like it. Just breathe and handle the most pressing stuff first. I can wait."

"Okay." you finally breathe out, "Just as long as you're okay with it, I'm okay with it."

He nods. "I've got to get ready for class." he says, "Probably won't be back till tonight. Call me if you need anything, okay doll?"

You nod again. You understand and are happy to have a friend by your side, if not something more.