Baby Bieber

Chapter Twenty Two (Month 5)

Nicole's POV

I could finally sleep in peace. I couldn't sleep peacefully every since the lawsuit was ordered. Now I slept better than ever.

I woke up, hiding my eyes from the sunlight that poked through the blinds. I felt my stomach lurch, and I threw the heavy blankets off of my sweaty body. I rushed to the bathroom, and vomited everything that was inside of my stomach. My throat itched from all the muddy liquids that were rushing out of my stomach. I brushed my teeth, and gurgled some mouth wash. Man, this baby is a ton of work, and it hasn't even been born yet.

Now that my stomach was empty, I looked around the kitchen to see if I saw anything I wanted to eat. I spied a tin of white cheddar popcorn, sighing in satisfaction as I popped a handful of popcorn in my mouth. This would taste amazing with some lemon juice, and a drizzle of mustard! I took out a lemon that was sliced in half and a squeezey bottle of mustard. I mixed a bowl filled of all the ingredients, and took set it on the counter so I could start making breakfast.

I rolled out some easy to make biscuit dough on the floured counter, and sliced it into strips. I placed them on a cookie sheet, filling the centers with shredded cheese and sliced deli ham. I rolled each piece up to make a crescent shape, and brushed the tops with melted brown butter. I placed them in the oven, and pulsed together a strawberry smoothie, just in time. "Good morning baby, sit, hm?" I asked, scooping Delilah up and setting her sleepy, loose body on a chair.

"I have a strawberry smoothie ready, give me five minutes to let the ham rolls cool." I said, taking the cookie sheet out of the oven. I mixed together a quad berry salad, that consisted of raspberries, blueberries, strawberries, and blackberries. Once the crescents were done cooling, I placed them on a napkin lined plate. I set everything on the table, and placed one of the rolls on Delilahs plate, along with a scoop of berries. "Thanks mommy." Delilah yawned quietly, rosy cheeks puffy from laying in bed. "Good morning beautiful." Justin said, resting his hands on my hips and pressing a warm kiss to my lips.

His fingers slipped in my shirt, fingers rubbing my plump stomach gently. Then, I felt a sudden pressure against my stomach, making me jolt. "Oh my god, was that a kick?" Justin whispered excitedly, laying his hand on my stomach again. Again, another jolt of pressure. "Delilah, cmere!" I exclaimed, tears of happiness poking in the creases of my eyelids. Delilah came over, and I pressed her small hand against my stomach. I felt another kick, and Delilah almost jumped out of her skin. "What was that?" Delilah asked. "It's your baby brother or sister." I said gently, tears bubbling out of my eyes.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Justin whispered, pressing a warm kiss to my cheek. "For what?" I smiled softly, brushing my hand over my stomach, the baby was calmed down now. "For giving me my children, our children. Thank you." Justin said, looking deep into my eyes. "Thank you too, for giving me this life." I said, playing with the string on my sweats. "I'm going to go get changed, Delilah has a physical today for preschool." I said, pressing a kiss behind his ear.

"Take your time, I'll get her dressed." Justin said, and I went upstairs. I took off my grey sweats along with my white shirt, and dug through my closet to find what to wear. I decided on a cream heart jumper, and black leggings. I pulled on a pair of white flats with a lace overlay, and a four layered brass necklace. I picked out a set of coral pink bracelets, and slipped those on. I rubbed some peach Nars lipstick on my lips, and brushed some mascara on my lashes.

I decided to use my Taylor Swift perfume, but it wasn't on my makeup table in the bathroom. Maybe Justin moved it; I thought to myself, and went over to the drawers where Justin keeps his clothes. Nothing was on top on the dresser, so I decided to check in drawers. I'm not looking through his stuff, I'm simply looking for something. I opened the top drawer, and stuck my hand inside, feeling around for the perfume bottle. I felt a small square object, that had a fuzzy skin on it. My curiosity got the best of me, and I ended up taking it out of the drawer.