Butterfly kisses

DAYO SMILED WHEN he caught her staring at him and ushered her into the living room.  The first phase of his plan had worked without a hitch.

"Hi," she stammered, taking a seat on the sofa. 

Dayo grinned at her. "I didn't know you'd be this early. It's only four thirty, doll face." 

"Umm...Luckily, there was no traffic on the way." Eniola said, her eyes wandering everywhere but him. 

 "I'll be right back." Dayo strolled into the kitchen, returning with a carton of Chivita  Iced tea and two glass cups.

Eniola grabbed a full cup and gulped it down. "Thank you," she smiled nervously. Her eyes kept straying to his chest but he didn't mind, in fact he liked that she was getting all hot and bothered.

"Wow, you must be really thirsty." Dayo chuckled, pouring her another glass.

She looked embarrassed. "Yeah, it's hot outside."

"Yeah, it's kinda hot in here too," he said, crossing his arms over his muscled c