"I, um," I stumble over my words after swallowing the lump growing in my throat.

"You don't remember we met a few days ago at the little diner?" Kendall smirks.

"O-oh, yes, of course," I stutter.

"Daddy, I'm full. Can I please go watch Dora now?" I sigh with relief as Braylee speaks.

"Yes, you can go watch Dora, Braylee."

"Cruz, I'll take her up to her room. You and Ciara should get to know each other," Aubrey smiles and my eye widen as I hear her call Kendall Ciara.

"What the hell, Kendall, why is my wife calling you Ciara and what the hell are you doing coming to my house?"

"Wow! Your wife is so clueless. We already got to become familiar with each other, haven't we Cruz?" she smiles as she lowers herself down on the chair.

"What the hell are you thinking, Kendall?"

"It's only fitting that I, the mother of your child, come and meet our son's or daughter's family, don't you think? I mean you are the father and Braylee is the big sister and Aubrey, well, I have yet to see her having a place in our child's life," she coldly replies.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean, Kendall?"

"Exactly how it sounds, Cruz. I'm the mother, Braylee is the sister, and I'm seeing no role that Aubrey will play."

"My god, are you threatening my wife?" I snap.

"I guess that depends, Cruz."

"On what?" I question her. She lifts herself from the chair, locking her eyes on mine.

"On you, Cruz. I came not only to inform you I'm pregnant, I came here hoping- "

"You stop right there. We both agreed after what happened between us will never happen again. I've completely honest with you from the beginning. You knew all along about my wife and daughter. I have no plans of leaving them, Kendall. I have a child and wife to think about, Kendall."

"Correction, you have two children to think about, Cruz. Does our child not deserve your love?"

"I'm not saying I won't love our child, Kendall. What I am trying to make perfectly clear to you is I will not leave my wife and daughter to come play house with you. You're insane to come here thinking we would what, fall into each other's arms, me confess my undying love for you?" I growl and quickly see the disturbing look in her eyes.

"I'm not insane, Cruz. I am the type of person who isn't afraid to go after what I want," she says through gritted teeth.

"Kendall, you need to listen to me. The reality is I am a happily married man with a wife and daughter that I love more than anyone. You knew I would never leave them. If this baby is mine, then I will absolutely help you take care of it. As far as you and me being together, no, that will never happen."

"Well, Cruz, how happily married were you during our one night tryst? You seemed happy when your hands were all over my body. I recall you also seemed happy when I was getting you off," she grins.

"Stop, stop this right now, Kendall. No matter how many times you try to remind me of the biggest mistake of my life, we will never be together."

"It's just a matter of time before your wife and daughter find out you've been putting your hand in the forbidden cookie jar, and other parts of your body in forbidden naughty places, Cruz. Then what?"

"You let me worry about that. I need you to leave, Kendall. Don't you dare come back to my house."

"You really disappoint me, Cruz.  Your nice secure world will eventually come crashing down. Tick Tock, daddy, your time is running out."

"Kendall, you need to back the hell off. I am warning you."

"Or what, you'll punish me, Cruz? That sounds fun."

"Cruz, please don't hate me," Aubrey says as she enters the kitchen.

"Aubrey, why would I hate you," I curiously ask.

"Because, Lydia just texted me. A young seventeen-year-old high-risk girl was just rushed to the hospital."

"Oh, do you need me to go back to work with you, Aubrey," Kendall asks.

"No, you don't need to go back. Lydia is there and Leanne just got there. We got this covered. Hey, you two should have dinner together and get to know each other more," she insists. I cower back against the sink and feel my heart sink to my stomach. Kendall grins as she lowers herself back down on the chair. Relishing in the fact we're about to be all alone.

"Aubrey, maybe she should go with you," I say as I point at Kendall.

"Cruz, there really is no need for Ciara to go with me. We already have our team of doctors and nurses. But Ciara, please keep your phone on just in case I might need to text you," Aubrey says having no idea her name is really Kendall.

"I sure will, Aubrey. I'll be ready if you need me."

"Thank you, Ciara," Aubrey pecks my lips. If looks could kill, I'd be dead by Kendall's death glare.

"Well, looks like it's just the two of us now, Cruz. I can think of a more interesting and fun things for us to be doing."

"What the hell is wrong with you, Kendall? My daughter is here and even if she weren't, there is no way in hell you and I would do what I know you're suggesting we do."

"Fine. You remember I have a doctor's appointment next Friday?"

"Yes, Kendall, I remember. Do you remember I want a DNA test by a doctor I choose? And it sure won't be from a doctor you know."

"Cruz, you are the father," she insists.

"I'm sure you can understand I have my doubts, Kendall."

"You know you're eventually going to have to find the time to tell your wife and daughter the truth. You can't keep up this charade forever, Cruz."

"Do you think I don't know that, Kendall? It's killing me inside. I know I can't put this off much longer."

"Good luck with that. There are no right words to tell your wife you went to bed with someone else and you conceived a child with her."

"Kendall, you're not making this any easier. Just please, stop talking. You're giving me a migraine."

"I need to know exactly what your plans are for me and our child, Cruz."

"I already told you, Kendall, I am not leaving my wife and daughter. You just have to accept we will never be together. I love my wife, I'm not about to leave her."

"Well, maybe not, but when your wife finds out you're having another child with another woman, do you really think she will let you stay here with your not so perfect family?"

"Kendall, if you're thinking about hurrying this along, her finding out thinking I will come running to you, forget it. I will tell Aubrey when I need to tell her. You keep your damn mouth shut."

"Like I said before, Cruz, Tick Tock, your time is quickly running out."

"Daddy, why did that lady say your time is quickly running out, and who is pregnant?" My head snaps towards the entrance of the kitchen and I see Braylee looking at me as she holds her Dora doll in her arms. The feeling of shame soon washes over me.

"Oh my god, Braylee," I whisper. Kendall grins as she looks up at me with glee in her eyes.

"I think your time just ran out, daddy," she gloats.

"You need to get the hell out of my house, Kendall." 

"I'll be in touch, Cruz. Do yourself a favor, do the right thing."