Ch.3

"I'm coming hold on!" Naomi yelled as she had just been awaking from her nap be the ringing of the doorbell.

She ran to the door standing on her tip-toes peeping through the peep hole, spotting Chris with a sleeping Michael in his arms. Opening the door, she smiled as she looked at Michael.

"How long has he been asleep?" She asked grabbing the baby bag out of Chris's hands, cracking the door going inside for a second and placing the bag on the couch, quickly running back to the door.

"For about an hour." He spoke softly staring at Naomi as she gently took Michael away from him.

"Ok… bye" She began to shut the door only for Chris to stop it with his foot; Naomi sighed and stared down at his foot, she sighed and rolled her eyes.

"You know my birthday is on Thursday, right?" He asked as she laughed softly, not even above a whisper.

"Well... happy birthday."

"Naomi? You're gonna make me spend my birthday alone?" He sighed deeply, rubbing his face, "have dinner with me?" he asked. He smirked as he saw her lips form a semi- smile," come on Naomi."

Naomi leaned her head on the door, blushing like a school girl, "move your foot Chris" she said in a low whisper.

He smirked, moving his foot, but quickly putting it back as she begin to shut the door, " I'll see you on Thursday." He then moved his foot completely.

6:00P.M.

" Ri-Ri." Naomi whined as Rihanna tried to make her put on the oversized WWE t-shirt.

Rihanna rolled her eyes, "why are you whining… It is not that serious. Just put on the damn shirt and get it over with." She spoke as if she was annoyed, which Naomi noticed.

"Ok… I'm sorry." She pouted as Rihanna glared at her.

"Ugh, I don't know why I love you so much." Rihanna gritted between her teeth as Kiel walked into the bedroom with Michael stumbling behind him.

"Hey Kiel." Naomi waved cheerfully, he nodded his head towards her, "so… who am I supposed to cheer for, oh I know John Cena, and David Otunga… since he's married to Jennifer Hudson .?" Michael cooed.

"Awe… he is so cute." Rihanna said in a sing song voice, as Michael smiled, drool coming from his mouth.

"Let me go get a towel." Naomi stood and quickly went into the master bathroom, and quickly returning, kneeling down whipping Michael's mouth.

"Mama…I love you." Michael cooed, touching Naomi's hair. Rihanna put her hands to her chest and looked up at Kiel.

"Oh my God that is too cute… looking like a mixture of you and Chris…. By the way," Rihanna paused, "I heard that Chris's birthday is on Thursday." She said matter of factly.

"So?" Naomi shrugged standing from her position on the floor.

"So... are you two going out to eat or something?" 'God she is noisy' Naomi thought.

"Look he asked and I said I'd think about It.", she put the slobbery towel down and put it in the trash-bin and turned around, "and I hope you're not thinking that we are getting back together," she pointed her finger at her," because we aren't." Rihanna put her hands up defending herself.

"Hey no need to get angry, just asking... You know he was gonna ask you to spend the day with him." Naomi rolled her eyes at the fact that Rihanna was right.

"Let's just go." Naomi spoke up grabbing Michael and his baby bag. Kiel helped Rihanna off the bed and held her hand as they all left the house...