Mairead was trying to not give the other wanting to see her much thought but she'd be lying if she said it hadn't worried her slightly. The woman was showing now and over the worst of her symptoms, a drastic change compared to when she lived with the other. Donning a vest with an oversized cotton poplin shirt, there was a swell that signified the petite author had finally popped. Putting her bag down on the floor, she sat on the sofa opposite the other. "So, what did you want to talk to me about? Hopefully nothing serious?" @somewhatdxmaged
















