Page 176 of Toxic Wishes

“C’mon, let's start your bath, and I’ll read you a book. Let your dad and Abigail have some alone time together.” Ciff says.

Mel was already in for the night after her third glass of wine. She looked as if she couldn’t keep her eyes open much longer, so I told her to go ahead and stay in our guest bedroom. There was no need to drive to her hotel tonight when she was barely holding on.

It was only me, Colt, and Nora in the kitchen now, and all I wanted to do was snuggle up with Colt.

“You both are just dying to know, aren’t you?” Nora says.

I looked at Colt and then at Nora, “No, I’m fine. I think it’s more fun this way.” I tried sounding convincing, but she saw right through me. Colt, on the other hand, looked as if he was about to shit his pants if he didn’t find out now.

“Be mighty funny if this baby also resembled his Uncle Blake.”

“I’m sure you would be tickled if that happened,” Colt says flatly.

Nora takes a sip of her tea. “Tickled Pink,” and walked off, leaving me alone with Colt. It took me a moment to register what she said.

Tickled Pink. I let it sink in for a few seconds before turning to Colt.

“Holy shit,” Colt says, a smile spreading across his face.

I, on the other hand, was hyperventilating inside. Colt walks up to me, wrapping his arms around me.

“She will be absolutely gorgeous.”

“I hope so. What if she gets a complex about her body because someone calls her fat? What if I start to obsess about mine because I gain so much weight, and then you don’t find me attractive anymore? Then you end up leaving me with a child, so I’ll be fat and pathetic. No one would want me after that. What if-”

He silences me with his finger over my lip, but it’s useless. I could already feel the anxiety creep up inside me. Then, to make the butterflies swarm in my stomach even faster, I watch as Colt gets down on one knee and grabs a tiny black box from his pocket. It’s the most beautiful sight. Just when I don’t think this man can get any more perfect, he all outshines my doubts.

He looks up at me with those blue eyes, I could die in, for the rest of my life.

“You know, I didn’t get with you because I find you attractive. It’s not just your body I fell in love with. Besides, you could never be fat or ugly.”

“Yeah? You want to make a bet.” I scoffed.

“Nah, I’d rather make a wish.”