"Kat, what the f**k?"
"It's nothing Colton I'm just sick." I leaned my head against the cold tile for some much needed relief. I should probably get up off the bathroom floor but what's the point? I'd just be right back here again.
"Sick, sick of what?" He tried to move me but my groan of agony had him moving back.
"Kat what the f**k?" Now he sounded panicked and a panicked Colt is not a good thing; he gets crazy ideas when that happens.
"It's morning sickness Colton it's perfectly natural, just let me lay here for a little bit until it passes." I could barely get the words pass the nausea that roiled in my stomach. I just wanted to die in peace. Why couldn't pregnancy come without this little side effect?
"Hell f*****g no, this is total bullshit my wife doesn't get sick." He stormed
