Pregnant by the potential next POTUS? Washington, we have a problem here.

It is called Reid Prentice.

The irresistibly handsome last-minute candidate who runs for presidency.

He's looking for a new assistant to support his campaign.

I'm ready to notch up my political career.

Sounds like a win-win situation, right?

Yet Reid isn't your ordinary prince from a fairytale.

His arrogance is off the charts and he can be cold and demanding.

At the same time, I've never felt more alive and excited to be around a man.

Soon enough, he asks me to stay in his office.

Seems like he wants to mentor me not only in politics, but also biology.

A few weeks later, the two lines on my pregnancy test make my world turn upside down.

Is now a good time to let the potential future leader of our country know that I'm carrying his unexpected surprise?