Another, louder throat clearing behind her. Her head snapped around and for a moment, the asshole that was her current boss took a half step back. "I will be with you in a minute," she said flatly.
Then she looked back down at him. Purposefully, she cupped her hand around her bump. "We fucked up that night," she said quietly. "I am, obviously, pregnant. I am, obviously, keeping the baby. I was hoping to find you and tell you. Just as obviously that hope was a huge mistake. And yes, the child is yours. I remember you, and I haven't been with anyone else in ages."
For the first time a faint sheen of tears showed, then she swallowed them down forcefully. "And now, if you'll excuse me, I really, really need the loo."
With long strides she hastened in that direction, praying to whatever God's existed Tha the other woman had left, and burst into the fancy loo and immediately into a stall. She hadn't been lying. She desperately needed to pee.