"I've only ever been with Dustin," Ty whispered, still blushing and looking at her hands folded in her lap. "He said he loved me, and promised to tell you everything, and then he'd marry me. But he never did, and now I'm pregnant with my own foster brother's baby."
Mark stood up to his full height, which still wasn't very impressive, and turned on his son. "Is this true? Did you seduce your underage sister?"
Ty sneaked a peek and saw that Dustin was ghostly white. After stammering for a moment, Dustin managed to say, "I don't know what she's talking about. I've never been with her, I've never been with anybody!"
Ty couldn't help a bit of a smirk. Dustin bragged about all the women he'd been with, and now it turned out he was still a virgin. Still, Ty had decided on Dustin as the daddy. He had his chance. Now she didn't need him.
"Don't lie to me," Mark growled. "I've seen the way you look at your sister, and I've been forgiving, because I thought it was just teenage fantasy. But if you've been with her, so help me God, I'll--"
Ty reached up and put a hand on Mark's arm. "He doesn't have to admit anything," she breathed between soft red lips. She worked hard to look contrite, but she also wanted to be the sexiest single mom she could be, and she threw a little flirty eyelash action just for Mark. "He and I know it's true, that's what matters."
Just to be safe, she reached the tiniest piece of her power into her fetus and made sure it had half her DNA and half Dustin's. She wouldn't change Dustin to make him her lover, because she had more fun watching him squirm. But if anybody tested the baby's genes, there would be no doubt.
"I can't make him love me," Ty said, turning her face to June next. "And I can't make him keep his promises. But I love this baby. And I'm going to raise it the best way I know how."
All the anger seemed to drain out of June, even though Mark remained red-faced and enraged. June put her arms around Ty's shoulders and pulled her close. "I'm sure you will, Tyler Michelle Foster. And I'll be the proudest grandma in the world."
"Well, I'm not okay with this," Mark said.
"Neither am I," Dustin chimed in.
"You shut up, boy," Mark growled, jabbing an angry finger in his son's face. "You got your own sister pregnant, and I won't forget that easily. In fact, I'm going to..."