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father, he would
tell them he was just a friend. When they left the room, he would
turn to me and say, “’Friend’ sounds a lot better than ‘almost
step-father’ or ‘man that was screwing my mother’.”
    I wasn’t sure what he wanted us to be
during that time. He was more than a friend, but he would never say
he was anything more.
    When I was six months pregnant, I
attended a wedding alone. Jack was there with some random girl he
didn’t really care about. She was young and beautiful. She liked
him for his name recognition, and he knew it. He said it wasn’t
against his morals to use somebody when she was using him. He said
it was an unspoken understanding. Anyway, it gave him the freedom
to ask me to dance, since he had no real commitment from the woman
he was dating.
    He didn’t just ask me to dance. He
came over to me and held out his hand for me to take. He kissed it
and said, “May I have the honor of dancing with the most beautiful
woman in the room?”
    “I’m the most bloated woman in the
room and could possibly be the fattest woman in the
room.”
    “Yes, well, you know my weakness for
mothers.”
    His smile and eyes were
dazzling.
    I got up and started dancing with him.
He held me close to him, but he held me and danced with me like he
was doing the waltz while everybody else was just slow
dancing.
    “I’m already knocked up, Jack. We
don’t need to dance and bring attention to ourselves.”
    He leaned in close to me and
whispered, “I’m dancing with the knocked up daughter of my
ex-girlfriend. People are already going to be talking. The least we
can do is show them how elegant we are while they continue to live
their own sordid little lives.”
    I wanted him. It was not that he was
just kind and funny and handsome. He was charming and graceful. He
was the last of a breed of men who could be called a
gentleman.
    “If I hadn’t been with Rick the night
you met my mother, would you have chosen me over her?”
    “Well, now, Miss Catherine! That is a
loaded question. If I didn’t know you any better, I would say your
hormones are out of balance. Is it true the female sex drive
increases during pregnancy?” He smiled at me as if he was playing
dumb to any feelings he might have for me.
    “Why? Are you thinking of moving from
older MILFs to younger MILFs still with child?”
    “Maybe. Thankfully we live in a
depraved and immoral society where women are getting pregnant out
of wedlock and men aren’t stepping up to the plate to take care of
their children. I might even be able to find a website that caters
to such sexual desires.”
    “Do you have such sexual
desires?”
    I look him in the eyes. He looks back
at mine. He chooses his words carefully.
    “I have rules that supersede carnal
desires. Since I was with your mom, I can’t be with you in the same
way.”
    “But you can be my friend and draw
attention to us by asking me to dance?”
    He smiled. “If the pregnant woman
would rather sit alone at a table and prove to the world she is a
social outcast, I can take my humanitarian efforts
elsewhere.”
    Even though I knew he was joking,
there was a truth behind his eyes. I gave up on him being a
substitute father to my unborn child, or at least on us being a
couple.
    “No, I would rather have you
stay.”
    He kissed me on the forehead. “Good.
You truly are the most beautiful woman in the room. I don’t think I
could put up with everybody else’s attitude tonight.”
    We continued to dance, but we talked
less. We were enjoying the feeling of being able to touch each
other and what could have been if we had made other choices in
life.
     
    My son will be five this year. Jack
has always been there for me and my son. He has taught him to play
catch and to pee standing up. He has been closest thing my son has
ever had to a father. He’s changed dirty diapers and given me
breaks when I needed to sleep or just relax from taking care of
somebody else. He was also there for adult