Hailey's POV
It's been two weeks since I met the stranger again - Well, not just any stranger, but Levi King - and I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that I'm pregnant with his child, after a reckless one-night stand.
He gave me his contact card and number, but I still can't bring myself to call him.
It's not that I'm desperate. I don't even need his money or anything, I just want him to know that he's about to become a father, and I also want my child to know her father.
That brings me to why I’ve been staring at the message icon on my phone for the last few minutes, too nervous to type a single word.
"If you won't text him, then I will," Matt says, snatching my phone out of my hand.
I told him bits of the story when he wouldn’t stop pestering me after my conversation
