Lacianne closed her eyes, trying to settle her stomach when she heard Jason speak. "Lace.." he began, "are you okay?" He asked her, pulling back her hair. "I'm fine." She murmured softly through her fingers. His sweet gesture was a reminder of the strong feelings she felt developing for him- no matter how much she tried to deny it, they were there and only growing the more time she spent with him.
When the nausea started to pass, she moved her hand and slowly sat up. Asking a slow breath to steady herself, she looked up at J and offered him a weak half smile. "I'm really sorry about that."
"Talk to me, Lace. What's going on?" Laci pursed her lips, glancing away from him. She nervously tapped her thigh, knowing she had to tell him but unsure of how exactly she should go about it. She took another deep breath and looked back at up him. She paused, studying him silently for a moment. "I'm pregnant." She blurted, then flinched.
She sat back him her seat, glancing away from him again. "Before I say anything else, just know that I don't want to to feel like you're obligated to stay now. You know I can take care of myself. After all, Chloe was ale to do it alone. I am fully capable." She paused, looking back up. "I want you to stay, but you definitely don't have to."
Laci let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry for not telling you before- I could barely admit it to myself. I'm pretty far along now. And it's yours, clearly." She chuckled nervously, tapping her fingers on her thigh again. She glanced down at her abdomen- she was showing slightly. You couldn't notice all that much unless she pointed it out, and she had been very careful to not wear any tight clothing. Her bright blue eyes flicked back up at him, unsure.