Please, don't try to fix me. - Book 2.

6.

*** First of all: I'm so sorry for not updating my stories frequently. My life is a mess and I kinda have a writers block... But, here we go. ***

Mitch's POV.

We cleaned up the jewels and I was now leaning against Scott.

"What are you going to do with these last unmarried hours?" Scott asked.

"What about... Enjoying your attention?" I suggested with a smirk on my face.

"Round two?" Scott asked.

"No, not that." I said as I rolled with my eyes.

Scott looked confused and I giggled at that.

"Maybe like... You take me out for dinner?" I said.

"I could..." Scott smiled.

"Is that a yes?" I asked.

"It depends on which restaurant you have in thoughts. You and your expensive taste." Scott teased.

"Oh, hush. I'm not that bad." I pouted.

Scott laughed softly and raised an eyebrow as he pointed at the jewels.

"Okay, you can choose the restaurant." I sighed.

"McDonalds it is." Scott smirked.

"That's fastfood!" I gasped.

"It's food." Scott said.

"Oh, you. I need a fancy place to eat at." I said.

"Little diva." Scott mocked.

"Get used to it, because you're going to marry me!" I smiled.

"I wouldn't marry another diva, I am content with what I have." Scott smiled back.

I giggled and covered my face with my hands.

"What's so funny?" Scott asked.

"I thought of you with Mark and Mason. I can't get over it." I laughed.

"That was stupid and no, not my thing." Scott said.

"Imagine you having ended up with them." I giggled.

"I don't wanna think about that and I am happy it didn't happen. Don't get me wrong... I adore them, but I'd rather marry you in a few days." Scott smiled.

"Aww, you're so sweet... Now, take me out for dinner please." Mitch sassed.

Scott shook his head, laughing.

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"And here we are... McDonalds... I can't believe you were serious about this. Your bride to be, at McDonalds." I complained.

"Hey, at least I took you out for dinner." Scott laughed.

I glared at Scott a little and couldn't contain a small giggle.

"Shall I order?" Scott asked.

I nodded.

"You know what I want. I'm going to the bathroom. Pick seats after you've ordered and I'll find you when I'm done." I said.

"Sure." Scott smiled.

I walked to the bathroom. There were two guys in front of me. I waited impatiently, but I managed to smile politely at the two guys. When it was my turn, I did my thing and washed my hands.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes flickered bright blue. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. What was happening to me? It didn't hurt or something. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed that they were back to my auburn color.

I sighed and I went back to Scott, finding him in a cute booth.

"Sorry, there were two guys in front of me." I told Scott.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Scott said.

Gosh, I love that man.

We ate our food and we went back home.

"Are you okay? You were so quiet the way back home." Scott said.

"I am. Just a little bit tired." I smiled.

I hated to lie to my #soon husband-to-be, but how was I going to explain to him what was happening to me?

"Mitch?" Scott asked.

"Yeah? Sorry, zoned out for a bit... Hey Scotty... Could we just have a movienight and cuddle?" I pouted.

"Yeah, sure..." Scott said and I saw his confused expression on his face.

"There's nothing to worry about. I am tired and I wanna cuddle with my fiancé." I said and the muscles in his face relaxed.

"Good, because I wanna cuddle with my fiancé too." Scott smiled.

"Great! So, I guess I don't need to tell you which movie I wanna watch?" I said.

Scott pretended to be thinking deeply.

"Hmm, is it the yellow sponge?" Scott asked.

"You gotta love Bobby!" I squealed.

"Sponge Bob it is." Scott laughed.

I ran to the couch and surrounded myself with pillows.

"Hey, I thought you wanted to cuddle with me!" Scott said.

I tapped on the spot next to me and Scott sat down. I surrounded him with pillows too, which made me giggle.

"What's so funny?" Scott asked.

"You're a giant covered in pillows." I giggled.

Scott smiled at me lovingly. I smiled back at him. Whatever is happening to me, we'll be fine. Our love is strong. I sighed deeply and rested my head on Scott's chest. I love this man so much.