"Actually, Draco, this parchment belongs to me. You took it, like you always do. And I want to make sure it's not going to waste," she said dryly. His obvious annoyance was amusing to her. She wanted him to get angry. Draco had the most beautiful features of any male she'd ever slept with. When he was angry, the crease in his brow and the down-turn of his lips were entrancing.
Truthfully, she didn't give a damn what was written on it other than what came from her natural curiosity. She really just wanted to piss him off. "Miss Greengrass?" Evelyn started to laugh. "You've been writing to Daphers?" She clutched the parchment to her chest and laughed whole-heartedly. "Wait, wait, so you come over here, fuck me, then write to Daphne? Or have you been writing all your old snog-mates and fuck-buddies?" Eve spun around and examined the letter once more.
"This is pretty deep. Do I inspire you that much when you're trying to please me?" Eve finished reading and looked up, a wicked glint in her eye. "What did Pansy's letter say?"