Justin's POV:
The SUV stopped outside of the restaurant *yn* picked for the night. It was a beautiful restaurant that sat right off the ocean. The tables set outside with lit candles on each one.
I requested the driver to pull up to the door, keeping my pregnant wife from being out of breath just by the walk to the door.
I opened the car door stepping out, straightening my outfit. I turned grabbing *yn*'s hands. I helped her out, closing the door behind her.
"Justin. My purse." She said as the SUV started to slowly pull away. "Shit." I mumbled jogging after the vehicle. I tapped the side causing it to come to a sudden stop. I opened the door grabbing her bag from the seat.
I jogged back to her, listening to her faint laugh.
"Thanks." She said holding it as we entered the packed restaurant.
"Baby. Take a seat, I'll go request a table." I spoke, helping her down to the waiting bench. I left her moments later, walking up to the hostess stand.
"Hi. Do you have a reservation?" A lady asked, looking at me behind her smudgy glasses.
"No, I just need to request a table for two." I said, licking across my bottom lip.
"Near the back would be great." I said, sliding my hands in my dress pants pocket. I glanced around, my eyes finding *yn*. She had a grin over her lips as she talked with a young blonde sitting beside her.
*yn*'s hand resting over her stomach as they chatted. She always seams to make friends with anyone.
"Name?" The lady asked suddenly.
"Uh. Bieber." I said, scratching my temple.
"Ok. Table for two. The wait will be about ten minutes." The lady said, earning my full attention.
"Alright. Thanks." I said patting the counter gently.
I left walking back towards *yn*. As she saw me coming she spoke up. "There he is." She said, reaching for me. She took my hand, showing me off to her new friend.
The blonde gasped smiling up at me. "Hi. I'm Emily." She smiled holding a hand out.
"I'm Justin. Nice to meet you." I said shaking her hand with my free hand.
"I know who you are." She laughed, her cheeks heating up. I smirked, shrugging faintly.
"Babe. She's pregnant with her third girl!" *yn* said with a huge grin, making my eyes grow.
"Three girls? Woah." I said, rubbing the side of my neck with my palm.
"Tell me about it man." I heard a voice come from the man I assumed was her husband.
I laughed, sliding my hand in my pocket.
"I love my girls but damn. I can't get a break." He said with a smirk. I chuckled, mentally cringing at the thought of three girls, not including *yn*.
"What are you two having?" Emily asked, looking down at *yn*'s stomach. "A boy." *yn* smiled proudly, gripping my hand even tighter.
"Lucky man." The husband said, Exchanging a fist bump with me
Through the ten minutes of waiting I talked with the husband while *yn* and Emily talked like best friends reuniting at a party.
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The Beach House
FanficIt's June again, meaning the yearly family road trip to meet with Justin's family at the beach house, for a whole week. You, Justin, and your daughter couldn't be more excited! And Not to forget the little one tucked away in your tummy!
