“Should we start with you?” Draco practically purred. He let his gaze wander over Millicent’s visage. Her covering robe was open just enough to show hints of the revealing nightie beneath. “Hiding anything over there?” he asked suggestively.
“Who would you cover up for?” he asked, curious if she might actually reveal who she had loyalty for.
Draco was happy Millicent said something so blatantly flirtatious. Holding up his empty hands, he shrugged. “I don’t have anything with me, sadly. Maybe I could do something for you?” he suggested innocently, at least he tried to make the suggestion sound innocent. Lightly, Draco let his legs swing over the arm of the chair.