The Accident Curse by Foster Bridget Cassidy

Author:Foster Bridget Cassidy [Cassidy, Foster Bridget]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Rick was thrilled when I gossiped with him the next afternoon—well, morning for him. Thankfully, he didn’t speak aloud about the obvious problems. I didn’t want to have to think about it yet. After all, Colten and I might not even turn out to be good together. There were too many uncertainties right now for me to worry about one specific thing.

“And Fred won’t mind?” I asked Dad when we started our dinner prepping.

“Won’t mind what?”

“That Colten’s here, too.”

“Why would he?”

“You’re gonna make me say it? Colten and I might…flirt, or something. What if he touches my hand, or I lean into his shoulder?”

“He won’t care. Probably too blind to even see well.”

“Dad, I’m serious.”

“So am I. I told you, no one minds Colten.”

“Not minding what a person does at home is different from seeing it at the dinner table.”

Dad raised an eyebrow. “And what are you planning on doing to him at the dinner table?”

He still treated this as a joke. “What if I kiss him?”

“Then kiss him. How often did I give your mom a peck in front of company?”

“But it’s different.”

“Mart, you need to relax a bit. If you wanna kiss Colten, then kiss him. If you don’t, then don’t. You’re puttin’ too much thought into what Fred’s gonna think.”

I shook my head. In truth, I was worried. Very worried. I’d never had a romantic interest to the house. I’d never been interested in anyone back here for obvious reasons. Now with the potential of physical closeness, I was freaked out.

Fred arrived first. He hobbled up the back porch, laden down by a big box of apples. I rushed outside to help, but the old man waved me off.

“Brought these for your dad,” Fred told me, lifting the box a little. “Something to keep him busy while he’s holed up here.”

“He’ll appreciate them. Thanks, Fred.”

I held the door open and Fred walked in. He set the box down on the closest countertop.

“Fred,” Dad greeted. He moved forward slowly, then stuck out his hand.

“How you holdin’ up?”

“Not bad. Not too good, either.”

They laughed and Dad led Fred into the formal dining room. Fred wagged his brows at my dad. “Who you tryin’ to impress?”

“Marty’s having Colten Williams over too.”

Fred let out a whistle. “Colten Williams. How’d you manage that, Mart?”

My muscles lost some of their tension. “Well, chasing down Dad’s Tundra is apparently romantic.”

“You sure it’s not your charm?” Fred asked.

“I’m positive.”

“Don’t be hard on yourself, Mart,” Dad added. “You’ve got plenty to offer.”

“Right,” I replied sarcastically.

Tires in the driveway announced Colten’s arrival. I ran outside, unconcerned with what Dad and Fred would think.

“Hiya, Marty,” Colten called out happily though his rolled down window. He cut off the engine and climbed from his truck. “Sorry I’m late.”

I walked up to him and slipped my arms around his waist. He seemed startled for a moment, then hugged me back.

“I missed you,” I said softly.

“Did you?”

More than I cared to say. So I nodded.

“Glad to hear it. I could hardly stay focused on the farm today.

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