12: Oh Baby

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*YOUR POV*

It was 7:30 at night and I was getting ready for my husband, Justin to get home from the studio. I stood in front of the counter, chopping vegetables and boiling the pasta to prepare dinner for us tonight.

I felt a little tug at my pants, so I looked down and saw our five year old daughter, Isabella, looking up at me with her precious eyes and a teddy bear tucked under her arms.

"When is daddy coming home?" She pouted and yawned.

I put the food aside and bent down to pick her up.

"Soon, Bella. You wanna go watch some TV while you wait for him?" I asked her.

She nodded her little head and I walked her over to the living room. I placed her down on the couch and turned on a cartoon for her to watch until Justin got home.

"Call me if you need me, okay, baby?" I carefully told her.

She nodded her head and smiled until her dimples appeared. I sent her a warm smile back and returned to the kitchen to continue making dinner.

As I was stirring the pasta in the pot, I felt someone creep up behind me and wrap their arms around my stomach. Gasping, I turned around and saw it was Justin.

"Justin! You scared the crap out of me." I hit his chest and frowned. He chuckled and left a small kiss on my cheek.

"Nice to see you too, Y/N." Justin winked and opened the fridge to get a can of soda.

"Where's Bella?" He asked as he stood beside me and took a sip of his drink.

I turned the stove off and pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"She's in the living room. She has been waiting for you to come home." I giggled and he laughed along with me and walked off to Isabella.

I set the table with plates, forks, knives, napkins, and cups. As I was placing the vase of flowers I had received by the delivery man this morning which were sent by Justin onto the table, I saw Isabella tugging her small legs across the wood floor and chasing after Justin.

"I'm gonna get you, daddy!" Isabella breathed out in a laugh and Justin pretended to run slow, and she eventually caught up to him.

"Oh no! You caught me." Justin pouted and kneeled down to our daughter while embracing her in a tight hug and giving her a kiss on her forehead. I laughed and called them over to come eat dinner.

Justin took a seat at the head of the table, I was at his side, and Isabella sat to my right. I filled their plates with food and we said grace before we began to eat.

As we were eating, Isabella pulled a forkful of spaghetti into her mouth and with a mouthful, she said, "Mommy, can I tell you something?"

I nodded my head and wiped the corners of my mouth with a napkin. "Sure, baby girl." I smiled and curiously looked at her. "What is it?" I asked.

"Can I have a little brother or sister?"

I nearly choked on my food, but quickly cleared my throat and took a sip of water.

I laughed at her. "Who gave you that idea?"

She pointed at Justin and Justin pretended not to notice by looking at his plate, but a grin was evident on his face.

"Daddy told you, huh?" I grinned and looked over at Justin again.

"Is that true, Justin?" I laughed as I stared at the smug grin on his face. He nodded his head and took a drink of his water.

"I think it would be good to have another person for Isabella to play with. The process of having one isn't too bad itself." Justin winked and I gasped as he burst into fits of laughter.

"What is the process of having a baby?" Isabella curiously asked as she twirled noodles onto her fork.

"It's nothing, Bella. It's just when mommy and daddy love each other so much that they have a little baby together." My cheeks turned pink and Isabella let out a small "oh" as she yawned and pushed her plate away.

"I'm sleepy." She replied and rubbed her eyes. I pushed my chair out and reached over to grab her and walked her into her room. I placed her down onto the bed and tucked her in. After leaving a small kiss on her forehead, I turned off the lights and whispered by the door, "Call me if you need anything, okay? I love you so much Bella." She nodded and I returned downstairs to clean the table.

As I was wiping the table down, Justin snuck up behind me again and started leaving kisses on my neck.

"So, how about we go make some babies right now?" Justin breathed out onto my neck. His warm breath hit my neck and I shuddered.

I turned around and started to kiss his soft lips.

"That doesn't sound like such a bad idea." I winked and grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs.

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