Chapter 12
Hermione put the bag of groceries down on the counter and waited as Draco rifled through it; busying herself putting things in the freezer, listening carefully.
The sound of a hiss of air escaping from the can and a quiet "what the fuck?" Told he had discovered her surprise
"Spray cream, easier for putting on dessert than spooning it out of a dish," Hermione explained, slowly walking back over to where her pureblood boyfriend was letting all the compressed air out of the can until a burst of the stuff sprayed the wall opposite of him.
She took it from him, replacing the lid and shaking the can.
"Plan on doing some baking then?" He asked turning his attention back to the rest of the food.
"No, I got this kind because it's more portable. "
"Portable?"
"Like...to the bedroom, for example. "
That got his attention. Grey eyes fixed on her and his tongue darted out to wet his lower lip. In an instant his hand closed around hers as he started to drag her towards their room. "Come on Granger, time for dessert."