"’Didn’t need my input for shoes tonight, Granger?’’ Draco said as he closed the door from the patio behind him, the smell of cigar followed him inside. After three days, they’d settled on a sort of routine: they would come back from the beach together, and he would shower first while she planned her outfit for the evening. Then, once out of the shower, always with that low towel on his hips, she would shower after him white he changed and went for a smoke outside. 