“Hmm?” He pressed the phone to his ear tiredly as he buried his face further into his pillow, “Babe what?” He mumbled into the phone prying his eyes open slowly to stare over at the bright illuminated lights on the clock and it read 3:12. “Wait…is it the baby? Do you need me t come home because I can—“ “Justin.” You cut him off with a small giggle, “I just wanted the baby to hear your voice because it calms him down and he’ll finally stop kicking.” You said rubbing your hand over your rounded belly. “Him? A boy? We—we’re…” “Yes babe we’re having a boy.”
