Chapter 8 - 'The decision'
Toby's POV: I hate Mondays. Mostly it's being away from Spencer while I'm at work. It's 6 pm and I'm nearing the end of my shift when my cell phone vibrates. My heart races and finally calms when I find it's from Spencer. 'I think I've made a decision. I'll be waiting for you at the apartment. Love you.'
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{After work--later that evening}
I finally arrive home after a long and sweaty work day to find Spencer at my front door. "Hey babe." I say as I kiss her beautiful lips and we walk inside. Spencer and I spend a good hour and a half discussing the possibility of raising a child. I'm determined to do whatever it takes to support my family. "I don't want you to have this baby if you don't want to, Spencer. But I know you'll make a great mother whenever we choose to have kids." "What if -A..." Spencer begins but I cut her off. "-A WON'T." I sternly assure her. Spencer stands up, walks over to my closet, and sits down next to me with a box. While holding the box on her lap, she begins to speak. "Last night--I had a dream..." I can see tears forming in her eyes as she struggles to speak. "I had gone through with the abortion. And after that--we couldn't conceive. I don't want that to happen to us, Toby." "It won't." I assure her as I wipe away the tears that are rolling down her face. "I bought this while you were at work today. I want you to have it." she smiles as she hands me the box. I remove the top of the box to find an purple infant onesie. The words 'I love my daddy' are printed in white on the front. I grin widely and look up at Spencer. "Does this mean...?" I begin. Spencer smiles and completes my thought. "It means we're going to have a baby."
