He was glad to be home, it had been a long twelve hour shift, and the second the front door was closed behind him, he reached up to unfasten his Kevlar vest and shed it and then his uniform shirt simultaneously kicking off his confining shoes one after the other, then shedding his undershirt; he deposited a trail of his discarded clothing as he furthered his way into his home. He had just let his uniform pants drop around his ankles when she came around the corner dressed in only her robe with her amber hair piled up high on her head and a pair of chopsticks cross-crossed through to secure it there, she had clearly just gotten out of the bath. Her cheeks attractively flushed from the heat of the bath water.
She winked at him and asked, "are you trying to give me a clue Officer McSteamy?"
He had momentarily forgotten that she was staying with him, but that didn't stop him from playing her game, "Well I usually strip to blaring music, but since you're here I thought I'd be considerate."