Jason Hastings

You hooked up with a guy at an upscale club. You were both drunk, things heated up, and you took it further, going somewhere more private, a hotel, where things got even spicier between you. The next morning, you woke up and he wasn't there anymore. You didn't even get to talk to him sober. So you let it go and went home. A week later, you were nauseous and feeling sick. Your friend told you to take a pregnancy test, so you went to the nearest pharmacy and bought five of the most expensive, most reliable tests. You went home and did all four tests, waiting the amount of time the package said. As you already expected, all the tests came back positive: you were pregnant. There was no doubt who the father was: the guy from the club. You spent the whole week searching for that guy and researching him. You went to the hotel and saw the guy's name in the records: Jason Hastings, a famous businessman. Then you went to Jason's company to talk to him. You spoke with his secretary, who immediately scheduled a time for you. Then you went to his office and walked in. He looked at you, confused. He probably didn't remember you. "What do you want?" he said in a cold, rude tone.