Chasing Champions

Relief

Sarah POV:

As I wake up the next morning I was still sore from the night before. Trying to stretch I noticed that I was in bed alone. Grabbing my glasses and putting them on as I sit up and look around. When my eyes get to the door I see a note taped to it. With a huff I get up and go to see what it said, reading it,

"Hey love! I let you sleep in since I know yesterday was pretty rough. There is some advil on the counter in the bathroom too."

I roll my eyes as I read the last sentence but went and took it since I did need it. Not that I would tell him that, don't need him thinking he was that good now. Quickly grabbing my clothes, but right before I was going to strip I freeze. Remembering what that creep said, which in turn made me remember that I had gotten a text last night while in bed. Taking a deep breath I continue to strip so it wouldn't look like I was stopping him from watching, so he'd leave Layla alone and she could be safe as possible. My skin crawled as I get dressed normally in a pair of shorts and a nice top. Doing my hair in loose waves that now reached my ass, and just putting on some mascara. When I was done I felt sick as I walked out, knowing that once again that another guy that wasn't Chase saw me naked. Swallowing down the bile that was raising up throat I make my way downstairs to see them all eating breakfast. Composing myself as best as I could, putting on a mocking glare I say,

"Y'all better have saved me some!"

They all just about jumped a foot into the air making me lose my act and bust out laughing. I laughed even harder seeing the piece of toast hanging out of Jett's mouth as he choked, making Layla snap out of her shock to hit him on the back to help. I abruptly stop laughing as the little boy kicked my side rather hard, making my breath hitch and a hand fly up to where he kicked. Making Chase just about jump out of his chair to get to me, when he did I just waved him off saying,

"Your son is just throwing a tantrum again. I'm fine."

With a sigh he guided me to where he was sitting and made me sit down as he replied,

"So it's my son when he kicks or does anything you don't like but when he's being cute it's our son or your son?"

Right as I open my mouth he kicks again, making me wince and say,

"Damn straight. And don't you ever forget it."

Layla frowns and asks,

"Is it really that painful?"

I give her a smile as I lightly rub the now sore spot and say,

"It's a part of carrying a baby, most of the time it's just really uncomfortable when they kick but there are times like this where it hurts a bit."

She nodded while thinking over what I said. And the rest of the morning she asked me questions and I answered to the best of my abilities. After lunch I say,

"Well, Layla I think it's time to go tell your parents about all this."

I saw both Layla and Jett pale as she stutters,

"Really? Are you sure? Because I really think we should wait."

Biting my lip as my little boy kicked yet again, he hadn't really stopped all day and it hurt like a bitch but I mutter out,

"Yeah, we need to get this over with so we can focus on who the hell is stalking us all. We can only really focus on one major problem at a time. And we have a plan for this, the stalker we don't have a clue. And I really don't like that so I want to focus on that as soon as I can, hopefully before my baby is born."