With a final shove, Irish finally released Sergio from her grasp. Sergio instantly collapsed backwards onto the mattress. He brought a trembling hand to rest over his crotch, clutching it tightly, trying desperately to ease the pain shooting throughout his lower regions.

"I'll never forgive myself if something happens to you because of me."

"Nothing will happen to me."

"You don't know that."

"Sergio."

"Don't 'Sergio' me right now."

Irish looked down at Sergio with guilt written all over her face.

"Please don't hate me, baby."

"What? Why would I hate you?"

"Because... Because I'm pregnant with your child."

"Are you serious?"

"No. I'm teasing you. I was just messing...