Sometimes the Hardest Thing and the Right Thing are the Same ; for <user site="livejournal.com" user

[bestintention]

One encounter.

One decision to go out, a few drinks, and a very attractive, very flirty guy wearing down her defenses led to his apartment. His bed. And a night full of things Maddie thought she'd never be doing. And now, months later, it's obvious that one of those decisions hadn't been the right one.

She sits in his office, having told the receptionist that it was urgent to see him, and she waits. She fidgets with her fingers, looks around nervously, and considers bolting. But after months of searching with no luck whatsoever, she caught a news story one morning, getting ready for class. And there he was: Tyler Green. The father of her soon to be born baby.

Yeah, it's probably a good idea to at least let him know. Even if she's scared to death of his reaction. This was the right thing to do, right?

...

Right?

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Tyler rubbed his eyes a moment, stressed, before he finished off his beer and tossed it to the recycle bin.

"There's a spare bedroom. Down the hall. Right." The one only his sisters used when they visited. No more than one or two nights at a time. This felt like it was going to be a lot longer.

He turned to another cabinet and retrieved a bottle and glass before grabbing his cell phone to retreat to his room.

"So. I'll see you in the morning."

[bestintention.livejournal.com]

And knowing that she's not helping that only just goes toward making her pull even further into herself than she already was. If she could make herself as small as possible, she would. Unfortunately, the belly doesn't allow for that.

"Great. Thank you. I'll be sure to be quiet so that I don't bother you."

Tonight, anyway. Who knows what the morning would bring?

"Good night. Thanks again ... for everything."