Acceptable Fuss by Elizabeth L. Brooks
Shane did not want to follow the trail. He knew what would come of such foolishness, and the mere thought flooded his face with embarrassment, the rush of blood so fierce that his cheeks actually stung.
He was not going to follow the trail.
And yet. And yet. And yet…
What other choice did he have? He could see, from the doorway, that the trail led through the living room and up the stairs. It would end in the bedroom, of course, and if he didn’t want to follow it, he would have to find some other place to sleep tonight.
And then, Tomei would be disappointed. Tomei had obviously put a lot of effort into this.
Tomei was exactly the sort of man who enjoyed a grand gesture, who liked making a big fuss out of a small celebration, and Shane…was not. V
