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The morning after...

ENIOLA STARED WIDE-EYED at the red pantie trimmed with black lace that was lying inside Dayo's bathroom drawer. She had just finish using his shower and opened the drawer to check for a face towel when she found the pantie.

Fucking pervert!

A sudden knock on the door made her jump. "Eniola? Please open the door, I need to grab a hoodie. It's freezing out here."

"Just a minute please," she yelled back.

She quickly closed the drawer and rushed out of the bathroom. "Good morning," she smiled. 

"Morning, doll face. Sorry to disturb you, I just want to grab a hoodie," he said, strolling into the room.

DAMN! He wasn't wearing a shirt. He should be wearing a shirt. Why the hell wasn't he wearing a shirt?!

Broad shoulders, muscled chest, flat stomach...

Tattoos crawled up his upper arms all the way to his neck, swirling in shades of pitch black and red. 

Eniola's eyes followed him as he walked around her to his wardrob

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