You can't know that for sure," is Elsa response.

I had hurried to her house as soon as I realized that I was most likely pregnant, taking care not to wake Ian as I left my apartment. Now she's cradling my head on her lap, running her fingers through my hair.

"You can't know for sure that you're pregnant, Allison," she repeats.

"But—" I start to say.

"You had a one-night stand with a stranger you met at the bar, which… when did you become the daring type, Allison? And why did you keep something that huge a secret from me? But we'll get back to it. Anyway, having a...