That extremely manly hand on his waist was kind of just killing Tony's sense of up from down and any kind of sense he had in general, in fact. He was here in town trying to get his shit together - to see what order that B&B was in and then sell it if he could before going on back home to New York to carry on with all his... being a very successful lawyer.
But here he was instead, being accidentally wooed by a very polite and very attractive man who may or may not have been a lumberjack. And his charming, well behaved dog. Well, that wasn't wooing obviously, it was just a tug of the heartstrings. Tony didn't know what to think.
"Oh," he said, slipping and sliding a little until they were inside and the warm air of the shop started settling in. He was a little loathe to step too far away from Steve. "Are -- are you sure? That seems. Maybe a bit too kind."