"I know," Jade groaned. "I've always been pretty lucky. I got pregnant once when I was married and there was a really short conversation about whether we wanted it or not before we decided on 'no fucking way, we're too young'. And now? No, no fucking way, not interested. Besides," she added, swirling her drink, "I wouldn't even begin to guess who the father is. There's... quite a few options." Florian, Prometheus, Krishna, Aidan, and those were just the ones she was friends with, not men she'd drunkenly picked up somewhere.