Red Hot! (Sebastian Vettel)

Epilogue

A/N: hey everyone. This is it. The final chapter of Seb and Libby's story. This is the bit where you get to read me waffling on, and shamelessly begging you to go back and vote for any chapter you may have missed. Please, please 🙏 I'd really, really appreciate it.

Thank you all for reading, voting and commenting. I've loved all of your comments! When I first started this I had no idea where it was going. It was basically part one of a two part smutfest with no storyline. I came so close to abandoning it as I felt it was boring. Then I got the idea of Libby's dad being an ex driver and it all took off from there.  I have no idea if the second part will ever get written, probably not as I have so many other ideas rattling around in this overactive imagination of mine, but never say never. 

As well as thanking you all I'd like to say a special thank you to SdeSenna and Aston_Babe for everything.   Love you girls! So yeah, here we go.  One last time!

Switzerland, February 2025

Libby walked into the kitchen, although it was more of a waddle now than a walk.   She opened all of the cupboards before finally finding what she was looking for.

"Aha!" she declared as she pulled out the last bag of salty popcorn that Seb had hidden from her.   She knew that he'd not had one single bag of the dozen they'd bought with their weekly shop just four days before, but surely he wouldn't begrudge their daughter it. It was pretty much all Libby ate nowadays.   Stupid cravings! 

She opened the packet, plunged her hand into it and pulled out a handful of popcorn. She shoved it into her mouth and waddled back into the living room, sinking down onto the sofa and putting her feet up.  

Feeling guilty, she sent Seb a text asking him to pick up some more popcorn on his way home from Zurich.  He'd gone out a few hours earlier, telling her he was sorting out a surprise for her for  Valentines Day, which was the following day. 

She winced as the baby delivered a hard kick to her ribs.  

"I'll be glad when this is all over," she muttered to herself.    She was nearly there.  Today she'd hit the 36 week mark.  Just four weeks to go.

She ran her hand over her bump. It was massive now.  Either she had a lot of water in there or she was carrying a baby elephant.  

She'd had a lot of people ask her if she was having twins, but she'd had several ultrasounds, including two 4D ones, and there was definitely only one in there. 

Her phone beeped.  She opened the text she'd just received. 

Seb:   You found my bag didn't you?  Oh Libby Valentine, what am I going to do with you? 💋

She smiled and replied.

Libby:   It's not my fault!  Blame your daughter.  And as for what you're going to do with me....wait until she's born and you can do whatever you like (once my fanny's had time to recover that is). I love you 💋

She carried on eating the popcorn until the bag was empty.  Then she screwed it up and chucked it onto the coffee table. 

"Ouch!" she gasped as a pain shot through her back.   She hauled herself to her feet.  Come to think of it her back had been aching all day. Maybe a bath would help. 

She headed up the stairs and into their en-suite bathroom.   It had been refitted the previous spring and they'd had a large sunken bath fitted. She'd never been more glad about it than she had this last month. She ached constantly!