Memories from Santa street

Cho Williams a handsome African American man, a young, and vibrant businessman in his early thirties. He is at the helm of multiple successful businesses, his name synonymous with success in the corporate world.
His history with women was nearly nonexistent.

But then, fate intervened. William found himself face-to-face with Nancy, the woman he had never been able to confess his feelings to-the one who had stolen his heart all those years ago.

Nancy bit her lip and leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I think I'm pregnant."
Anna's eyeliner brush clattered into the sink. "WHAT?" Her face lit up with excitement. "Are you serious? Oh my gosh, Nancy, congrats! Or, wait, do we say congrats? Is that where we're at emotionally?"

"I'm almost certain," Nancy said, nervously twisting her fingers. "It was our first time, and I wasn't exactly, you know, thinking about, uh, precautions. I wasn't sexually active before William."
"Yeah, no kidding-you were a virgin!" Anna exclaimed, her eyes wide. "I mean, talk about efficiency. One time, and boom!"
Nancy groaned. "Not helping."
"Sorry, sorry. Please, continue." Anna gestured for her to go on, though she looked like she was about to burst with curiosity.
"I haven't had my period in almost two months. I've got all the symptoms: nausea, dizziness, headaches, no appetite... and my body just feels different. I know I'm pregnant."
Anna tapped her chin dramatically, like a detective in a mystery movie. "Well, sounds like you've cracked the case. But have you told William?"
Nancy shook her head. "No, and I'm terrified. He just said today that he's not ready to be a dad. And we've never talked about kids! What if he freaks out?"
Anna snorted. "Nancy, please. William might faint for, like, two minutes tops, but then he'll be fine. You've seen how much he dotes on you. He'd probably start reading baby books and buying matching onesies before you could finish the sentence."