"So have you picked out a name yet?" Becca asked me as we sat at our favorite café.

"Yeah," I looked at her sideways, "Alexander Nickolas." She caught it as soon as I said it.

"Have you told Nick?" I played with my bread.

"No," I sighed and willed away the tears, "He hasn't called."

"When was the last time he called?"

"I was four months.”

"Why didn't you tell him then?" She pleaded that with me all the time.

"Becca, I hadn't even accepted it then. How was I supposed to tell him something I didn't even believe?"

"I know but he has a right to know and YOU know that. He's going to be pissed." She always seemed to think she knew what was best.

"Rebecca," My tone was harsher than I had intended and her head jerked up when I spoke, "do you realize what is happening in their lives right now? The Backstreet Boys is one of the hottest bands in the world. Their return is just now getting off the ground. Do you think it's fair for some one-night stand to come in and squash everything they have worked so hard for, for so long? When I have Alexander and everything has calmed down for them a little I will tell them. But I refuse to do that to them now. I have a say in this also. Alexander doesn't deserve to be a burden he deserves better than that." I felt the tears well up. I had lost so much sleep over this. I was so scared that Alex would be looked at as an encumbrance, and I would be damned if I would let that happen to him too.

"I know sweetie. I'll stand beside you no matter what you choose." She smiled at me.

"Thank you. Oomph.” I said looking down at my large stomach rubbing it gently, “Good afternoon sunshine. I'm not going to have any ribs left when this is over with." I grimaced as Alexander ground himself further up into my ribs. I was now 8 months pregnant and Alexander never let a day go by without reminding me. "You know I should have expected this, I was a month and fourteen days late. I never dropped."

"Oh my." Becca laughed as I leaned back in my chair and my huge stomach took a little of the tablecloth with me.

"What can I say I'm a whale."