Lavender quite liked the way that he seemed to fill the doorway. "I always keep my promises," she told him, meeting his eyes even as she started to unbutton the cloak, first revealing an expanse of décolletage and then more pale skin until he could see that she wasn't wearing much more than a smile.
"And I think you'll find that I'm dead on time." Lavender raised her eyebrows. "So, are you going to invite me in?"
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