"I'll have sex with you and come tomorrow morning, you can take a Plan B or wait to see if you're pregnant." He decides. In his drunk, slightly high mind, this plan was absolutely flawless. Either she has a baby or she doesn't. "What if I'm not pregnant?" She frowns, her stomach going to her nonswollen belly. Her dress revealed a bit of her midriff, making her pull at the skin. "Then you'll have the most mind blowing sex in your life and you'll be a million dollars richer or we can keep trying until you are." He shrugs.