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"How does this one look, baby?", my baby asked for the umpteenth time.

She is modeling some of her new swimsuits for me at the moment. Honestly, to me, she looks beautiful in all of them. However, my favorite would have to be the one that she is currently observing herself in the mirror.

"Can I show you instead?", I asked eyeing her appreciatively.

"No, you nasty", she rejected my offer.

I shrugged my shoulders taking a sip of my virgin cocktail. She was right. I wanted to do nasty things with her, but I will refrain. What my misses says goes. So no nasty time right now.

"Only for you, baby", I retorted nonchalantly.

I saw her rolling her eyes through the mirror bringing a smile to my face. She is so cute.

"I'm ready now, Neil", she declared turning to face me.

"Let me take a picture first. I have to brag about my baby so everybody can be jealous", I responded sitting my drink on the side table.

Again she rolled her eyes, but this time I gave her what she was looking for.

"Ow!", she exclaimed smacking my arm.

"Ouch!", I hissed rubbing my sore arm.

I had smacked her on the ass. It was not like it was something new. I do this at least twice a day. She also hits me at least once a day too.

"Try me again", she warned with a glare on her pretty face.

My baby is so pretty that I could not take her seriously. She looks way too cute glaring up at me with her hands on her hips and her bump poking through slightly.

Though she looked annoyed for a few seconds, the moment I readied my phone she was all smiles striking a pose or two for me.

And of course, I was hyping my baby up.

"Baby, if you weren't already mine I would definitely make you mine", I practically gushed.

Click!

"Damn, baby, you look gorgeous", I started snapping another picture.

Click!

"Last one, fuck it up, beautiful. These hoes gon' be hella jealous. That's my baby", I cooed snapping one last picture.

Click!

I could snap pictures of Naomi all day. However, we have somewhere to be in a matter of minutes and I would not like for us to miss our plans.

For the last hour, Naomi has been giggling every time she so much as glances my way.

"What is so funny, baby? I want to laugh too", I questioned.

She turned her head covering her mouth with her hands, giggles slipping through the spaces between her fingers.

"C'mon, Omi. Now you're taking the piss", I chided taking a sip of my drink.

"Ne-Neil, why?!", she giggled avoiding turning towards me.

I raised an eyebrow at her questioningly. My baby can be a bit goofy at times, but Naomi was taking the piss right now.

"Naomi?", I quipped.

She turned her head looking at me with wide doe eyes. Her hands still covering her mouth. Her shoulders shook but no sound left her mouth.

"What is so funny?", I demanded.

She lost it. She began to cackle like a hyena. She had nearly fallen from her seat she had been laughing so hard.

"Dammit, Naomi! Stop laughing!", I snapped becoming frustrated with my wife and her antics.

That only seemed to egg her on even more. She began to snort and wheeze from laughing so hard. She raised her head and gave an amused stare before she literally began to choke on her laughter.

I watched her choke for a few seconds before helping her. I patted her back firmly while holding her hand trying to calm her so that she would not hurt herself or the baby.

"Are you okay?", I asked handing her drink to sip on for a bit.

Wordlessly she took the drink from my hand taking a big gulp of the drink. Her eyes wandered to me and she spits out her drink beginning to laugh once again.

I threw my hands up in utter frustration and defeat. What the hell is wrong with my Omi?

"Seriously?", I hissed jumping to my feet.

"Baby, babe, wait", she called pausing to snicker before continuing. "Baby, y-you just look so ridiculous", she giggled.

I stared at her blankly before turning to walk away. I hype her up. I make sure that my baby's head stays blown up because it is what she deserves. What do I get? I look fucking ridiculous? Wow.

Women do not seem to notice this, or maybe they just do not give a shit? But we men are human too. We have feelings and emotions too. We have insecurities and self-esteem issues as well.

Sometimes, we just need a little reminder that you like what you see from time to time. We need a compliment or two. Sure, anyone can compliment someone, but it does not matter as much. It matters most when it comes from someone that we value such as our girlfriends, boyfriends, or spouses.

Mine just dissed my entire got damn existence. That's okay though. I know that I am sexy. She is just jealous that she cannot pull off a look such as this.

"Neil, c'mon? Don't be such a baby", she called after me giving me pause.

I stopped walking slowly turning to face her. She was sat still perched on her pool chair with her drink in her hand eyeing me in clear amusement.

"A baby? Naomi, you just hurt my feelings", I retorted.

She shrugged.

I gasped appalled. Did she just disregard my feelings?

"You are a spoiled princess Naomi Vitro", I commented.

"That's spoiled "Queen" to you, sir. Also, who's to blame for that?", she retorts.

"And I'm damned proud", I said puffing up my chest in pride.

She giggled, "Come give me some sugar my big baby", she cooed puckering her lips at me.

Rolling my eyes I went over to my spoiled queen placing my lips over hers in a tender kiss.

The only thing worse than women hitting on me while I am with my wife is men hitting on my wife. If this fucker does not stop eyeing my wife like the last supper he will meet Jesus.

"Baby, can you please go grab me a beer?", I asked my baby walking up behind her wrapping my arms around her waist.

The guy and I met gazes. The shit had the nerve to smirk while my baby was not paying attention. I just wanted to punch that smile right off his ugly ass face. I refrained myself though.

The moment my baby left my side I stepped to the asshole.

"Look here you fake ass orange Lauv looking ass fucker, she is mine. That is my wife, lock, and key in this bitch. So save the both of us a trip to places neither of us wants to go and just walk away", I hissed.

He chuckled humorlessly taking a step closer.

"What? You scared, bro? Your wife does have a nice ass and rack on her. She'll look even ho-"

I punched him. I punched him straight in the mouth. I could feel the warm liquid dripping down my fingers but I paid it no mind. I was too angry to even acknowledge the pain within my knuckles.

"Don't you ever the fuck fix your mouth to talk about my wife like that! Don't talk about any woman like that you stupid fuck, especially not mine!", I snarled.

"Nathaniel, calm down, baby. Let's just continue enjoying our day", my baby cooed coming to stand between us while gently pushing me back away from the fucker.

"Nice ass!"

She couldn't stop me.

"I cannot believe that they put us out", Naomi muttered caressing her bump thoughtfully.

"That was bullshit, but it's whatever. At least I got to beat that bitch's ass", I responded letting out a chuckle at the thought of the asshole's bruised and battered face.

"That you did", my baby said before sighing.

I frowned. "What?", I grumbled.

"I was really looking forward to us spending time together today. Instead, we were put out of the beautiful resort I had been dreaming of going to with you and we are banned for the next two years", she bit out.

"I get that you feel some type of way. I'm pissed too, but what's with the attitude towards me?", I said.

She scoffed. "You don't get it", she hissed.

My face hardened. "Get what? What is there to get? Those people were being unfair. We were kicked out because the asshole got his ass beat after signing a check his ass couldn't cash. He talked about you like you were a fucking object. He had it coming. Those idiots we're just to blind to see it", I sneered.

"That's not the point, Nathaniel. You don't get it. Then again, you seem to almost never get it. So why am I even surprised now that you still don't", she spat.

"What's that supposed to mean?", I asked incredulously.

"I'm disappointed. That's what means. I don't want to fuss over this. I'm going for a walk. I need some space", she wistfully said.

My face softened. "Omi?", I sighed out.

"I'll be back in an hour", she murmured.

Then she was gone.

I'm an asshole.

She had been gone for more than an hour now. The sky was darkening. I was beginning to worry. She had asked for her space. I had obliged, but I had not expected her to be gone any longer than she specified. I had set a timer a couple of minutes after she had left and it sounded over half an hour ago.

I know that these seem like bullshit, but I was worried. My pregnant wife is gone. For all I know, something could have happened to her within the first ten minutes that she went out on her own. I was already antsy that she was going to be away from me. Now I am damn near about to snap.

'Where are you, baby?', I thought pacing the floor of our hotel suite's living room.

"Fuck it! I'm going to find her", I murmured to myself power walking over to the door swinging it open.

My wallet and keys had already been in my pocket. My shoes were on my feet and my cellphone was in my hand. I was already ready to go a while ago but had decided to wait a bit longer to give her more time to return. That shit is over and done now. My conscience won't allow me to wait any longer.

I walked around for a good ten minutes before I came across the shore. Down at the beach, I found my baby sitting in shallow water staring out into the ocean. She looked so beautiful and at peace. I took a picture to keep the moment. I wanted to keep it with me forever. Slowly I approached my baby kicking off my shoes in the sand before joining her in the water.

Taking a seat behind her I wrapped my arms around her resting my hands on her bump on top of hers and my head on her shoulder. Neither of us said a word as we sat together in the shallow waters caressing her bump while watching the Sunset.

I don't know how long we spent sitting together, but I was not complaining. Quietly we walked back to the hotel we were now staying in hand-in-hand. The silence between us was comfortable. However, I felt anxious. While I waited for my baby's return I set up a surprise for her. It was my way of apologizing for being an asshole.

I have realized that I did get it, but I was stubborn as all fuck and did not want to. I refused to, which led to me being an even bigger asshole by pretending not to get it. She was upset and it was my fault. She deserves nothing but the theatrics. So I am doing just that. Go big or go the fuck home.

"Nathaniel?", my baby breathed taking in the right of our hotel room.

"I'm sorry for being a dick, baby. I ruined our weekend together by letting my temper get the best of me. I'm sorry, Omi. Hopefully, this can somewhat make things better between us. Sei il mio mondo, Omi. La gravità, le stelle e il Sole. Tu sei per me e mi dispiace di averti fatto arrabbiare come ho fatto io. Ero testardo e non volevo vederlo dal tuo punto di vista. Puoi dirmi di levarmi dalle palle, ma voglio solo che tu sappia che lo capisco, tesoro. Di nuovo, scusa se sono stato uno stronzo testardo. ", I apologized remorsefully while staring into her eyes.

Her eyes began to glisten with unshed tears. My eyebrows knitted together in concern. This was not the reaction I was looking for. I did not want to see her cry. I would rather for Naomi to be pissed at me still than cry. Her tears were too precious for an asshole like me.

"You are such an asshole", she hissed slapping my arm, a scowl on her beautiful face.

I sighed. "I know", I agreed feeling insecurity consume me.

"No, you don't", she croaked, tears spilling from her beautiful big brown eyes.

"Baby?", I breathed pulling her into my arms.

"You are going to make me ruin my makeup. Do you know how long it took me to get all dolled up, baby? It took nearly two hours because the baby wouldn't stop stepping on my bladder so I had to keep taking bathroom breaks. Then I got hungry so I had to wait even more. These hormones are driving me mad. M body is sore and I'm so uncomfortable Neil", she groaned in exasperation.

I did not know what to say to her confession except sorry. It is the majority of my fault anyway. I did impregnate her after all. For fuck sakes, I could have worn a condom, but my God. It is absolute heaven raw. Yeah, that's not changing like ever.

"I'm sorry", I apologized again.

"You're forgiven. Sorry about being hormonal. I know that I can be a bit my-"

"No, you're perfect, Omi. You're pregnant with our baby. I expect nothing less, babe", I assured interrupting her self reprimanding.

I hate it when she does that. She has done nothing wrong. She, as I said, is perfect. My perfect Omi. Nothing will ever change the way I see this woman. She loves me as no-one has ever loved me and by God's grace, I want to spend all of the eternity showing her the same.

"Te quiero, mi dulce marido", she whispered burying her face into my chest.

There would most likely be makeup smeared across my shirt, I did not care. It was her after all. My beautiful Omi.

"Ti amo anch'io, amore mio ", I lowly said tightening my arms around her.

She removed her face from my chest tilting her head back to look into my eyes. She had such a sweet smile upon her face. Honestly, my baby looked crazy.

"Even if you look like the Joker, I love you all the same baby", I tacked on.

Gone was the sweet smile that grazed her face seconds ago. Instead, it was replaced with a nasty glare.

"You are such an asshole", she hissed slapping my chest with a cute huff.

I let out a chuckle leaning down placing a kiss to her forehead.

"C'mon, Mrs. J. I'll be your Harley Quinn, puddin'", I teased placing a sloppy kiss to her cheeks.

I was wearing her down. I could tell that she was fighting back a smile. Naomi is just as stubborn as I am. A she was not going down without a fight. Too bad I knew how to handle my baby because all of that fight would be gone very soon.

"Why so serious, puddin'?", I tsked before planting a chaste kiss to her lips.

"Shut up, and kiss me, baby", she grumbled grasping the back of my neck pulling my lips down to meet her own in a searing kiss.

Told ya.