Chapter 46: A Bet Lost

There was a time in Felicity’s life where Maury Povich was a guilty pleasure. Those infamous episodes of women demanding DNA tests to figure out who the father of their baby was, were people Felicity enjoyed mocking. Because God has a sense of humor, she was pregnant with a baby who was respectfully a bastard child.

“You know?” Felicity asked. “Did you get a DNA test?”

Levi looked at her, “I um…I wanted to know because your food cravings mirrored a lot of my mother’s when she was pregnant with me.”

Felicity furrowed her brows in confusion, “Levi…you know that’s impossible for you to be the father, right?”

Levi shook his head, “Not entirely Felicity.”

She arched her brows, “What do you mean? Did your seed going into me somehow change the DNA of my baby?”