" Have you had breakfast this morning?" I ask Naomi as we climb down the staircase. 

 She's in front of me, her ass tight as hell in that dress as she bounces down the stairs like a six years old. I can't take my eyes off her, or even her body, and I'm losing my mind the more I stare at her. 

Naomi turns around to look at me, catching me in the act. I fake cough and look away, pretending as if I wasn't staring at her ass a few minutes ago. Out of my peripheral vision, I see Naomi smirk as she looks forward. 

" What is your...