Monica's eyes shot open, as she felt her baby kicked again. She felt her head hurt slightly, and she groaned, squirming slightly.
"Everything okay?" Tyson asked, not bothering to stand up from the mattress.
"What... What time is it?" Monica asked, rubbing her eyes.
"It's three," Tyson replied.
"I'm sorry did I wake you?" She asked, frowning.
"No, no, you didn't. I just can't sleep," Tyson replied.
"Why? Elle not talking to you or something?" Monica teased.
"No, the springs in this mattress have started to poke, and I was just... Um, thinking about you," Tyson replied.
"Me?" Monica asked, her heart skipping a beat.
"What you did for Alyssa, Monica. It was just... I mean I don't know what to say to you," Tyson sighed.
"I know what you should say."
"What?"
"Monica you'r
