Oct 20, 2012
Privately, Fabian thought Stefan might look rather becoming in footwear other than his usual loafers. Oh, not James' ridiculous purple things with the silver tooling, but some cuban-heeled confection that went up past his knees. James caught his eye, a tellingly wicked gleam reflected back at him, and Fabian knew his cohort had accurately guessed the subject of his speculation. Poor Doctor Kedon. So much he'd never know.
-Chapter 3 of Echo Rising