the beautiful lady

It was rare to find his father holding a woman thus Quinn was curious to know who she was thus asked, Naomi.

" Who was that beautiful lady that my Dad held? Naomi narrowed her eyes seemingly stunned then sighed dramatically.

" I have no idea maybe she was not important. It's best to ask your dad" Quinn hums finding it reasonable tugging on her top.

She looked down and giggled cos he was urging her to lean lower which she did.

' I think Dad likes her but not to worry I like you. So Dad won't marry her" Naomi's heartfelt full with his promises.

' that's so sweet dear' she placed a peck on his cheeks while he scrunched his face.

" Ewww, Naomi. I'm not a baby anymore"

" Yes, you are my baby. Just because you love like eight at four doesn't mean you're a baby. You've your dad's good genes to thank for that" his face gleamed then fell which had Noami worried for him.

" What's wrong? I was kidding sweetie"