My Baby's Daddy

“That’s not the present. The present is a tie,” Shirley said, blushing. Clutching the underwear in her hand, she didn’t know what else to say. The gift that the cashier mentioned is actually a pair of men’s underwear!

Equally stunned, Zacharias then burst into laughter. He picked up the tie and admired it before extending his hand at her, demanding, “Give me the underwear, too.” “N-No!” She hid the underwear behind her back. “I’m giving it to my father.” “You’ve already bought it. Why won’t you give it to me?” he grumbled.

“This is a free gift,” she explained, blushing.

“I want to wear it,” he demanded, extending his hand at her. This time, her face was a bright red. An underwear as a birthday gift? It sounds like an ambiguous relationship, no matter how I look at it!

back. Why won’t you just give it to me?” he asked with quizzical,

like the presents very much.” Staring at the huge cake, Shirley said, “I’m sending the cake to the dorm.” “Sure.” Zacharias nodded. After she packed the cake properly, she carried it outside and sent it to the dorm by car. Learning that it was Zacharias’ birthday today, Roy was delighted to share the cake

asked Imogen over as well, and the latter took a slice of cake with her before

Imogen had already guessed it correctly, Shirley nodded and answered honestly, “Yeah, Mr. Flintstone didn’t invite his family over today.” “You’re so lucky to spend the evening

the story. So, she smiled and shook her head. “Nothing interesting happened. It was just a regular birthday celebration.” “Shirley, Mr. Flintstone is such a dreamboat. Aren’t you attracted to him even a little?” Imogen asked curiously. To that, Shirley shook her head. “No, he’s merely my superior.” “Are you sure? We’re such good friends, so don’t lie to me, okay?” Imogen pressed on. Nodding, Shirley assured, “I swear I’m not lying to you.” A grin spread across Imogen’s face. “You sure have my trust, but I’m different from you. The moment I first saw Mr. Flintstone, I felt my heart beating out of my chest.” Surprised and curious, Shirley asked,

anyone, but when I saw Mr. Flintstone for the