“Is it So?”

Colin heard the phone click and was left with the familiar sound of the dial tone. He clutched the receiver to his chin for a moment, wondering what had just happened. Why did Kate think it so urgent to call him... wake him up... just to tell him that he wasn’t the father of her child? Hell, hadn’t she and Sid made that clear the day before when he’d first found out she was pregnant?

“Crazy fuckin’ sheilas... all of ‘em,” Colin mumbled to himself as he place the phone back in its cradle on the bedside table and laid back on his pillow.

He hadn’t seen her or even been with her all the time she’d been living with Sid. How could he possibly ever think he could be ... no. No. Like she said, Sid was the father. He was her husband, after all.

Colin ran his hand across his chin, remembering the last time he had in fact been with Kate... the morning before she left him. Yeah, that was it... they’d done it twice that morning... he smiled, remembering the softness of her skin against his, the sweet taste of her lips...

Christ, how long had that been? He mentally counted back the weeks... three months. Yeah, that was right... three months it had been.

Three months...? She’d said before... yesterday... that she was nearly 3 months along. If that were so... it was in fact possible... maybe even probable... that he...

“Oh shit!” he blurted out, jumping up bolt right in his bed.

TBC...