Amy stood at the door for a couple of minutes before she found her speech and screamed Jeff's name. "Jeff you psycho, get up here and explain things."
She watched the room in silence as Jeff got to her looking alarmed. "What happened?" he asked looking around.
Pointing inside and placing her hand on her hip, she looked at him with her eyes narrowed. "Mind explaining." She watched as his eyes widen a bit before he turned to her with a sorry and guilty smile.
"Well, we're on our honeymoon and people normally decorate it that way for their wives…" Amy found herself smiling then she shook her head disbelieving at him.
"How dense can you ever get? People do that because its ambiance is great for love-making."
Jeff looked at the room and then ran his hands through his hair. "Well, maybe, I just wanted everything to be perfect for you. Besides, there is no harm…"
