#Chapter 161 – Best Laid Plans

“What?!” Ivan gasps, his gun falling to his side as he gapes at me, his eyes wide. Daniel groans and drops the pretense of holding his hands up, burying his face in them instead. “You’re pregnant!?” Ivan asks, aghast. “And YOU!” I say, pointing an accusing finger at him. “Are a cop, Ivan! So if we’re trying to compare surprises here – I still think I win!” “Ohhh my god,” Ivan groans, turning his back to us and scraping his free hand down the length of his face, apparently completely forgetting his job of keeping us at gunpoint. He turns to glares at me over his shoulder. “I can’t believe you let him knock you up, Fay,” he says, like it’s the worst god damn news he’s ever heard. “You’re such an idiot.” “Um, excuse me,” I say, appalled, “I didn’t let anyone –“ “So,” Daniel interrupts, his face curious as he steps forward and looking carefully at Ivan. “You’re…not the father?” “Daniel!” I gasp, betrayed, at the same moment in which Ivan remembers he’s a cop and turns to p