Sadie bit her lip as she shifted around in her seat. It was hard finding comfort these days, being so late in her pregnancy. Pregnancy suited her, even though she had been rather petite to begin with. Her curves rounded her out, causing her breasts to press against her soft pink dress and the hem of that dress to just barely cover her ass. She wore soft white thigh-highs as she shifted around in her seat, trying to adjust how the socks sat and failing. She was clearly unaware that anyone was watching her as she sat at the table in the little coffee shop, drinking a pink lemonade and minding her business. Sadie winced a little as she felt a pain in her abdomen, rubbing absently at her baby bump. Was that a braxton-hicks, or was she going into labor? She brushed the thought off and took another sip of her drink, still unaware of the person who was clearly watching her.