A Stitch in Time by Asta Idonea

Author:Asta Idonea [Idonea, Asta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-771-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-08-18T16:00:00+00:00

FINN’S ANGER was nearly at boiling point as he marched toward the bus stop. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He was almost madder at himself than at Connor. Though he was plenty irate at him too. It had seemed to be going so well. They’d had so much in common, and there’d been definite sparkage. But it was always the same. No one could accept that it was okay for him to enjoy both working out and knitting. People always wanted one or the other, with no in-betweens. He was fucking sick of the stereotyping. Perhaps he should make a calendar of hunky, naked knitters to prove his point. That was even a great title: Naked Knitters 2020.

He laughed aloud at the idea, and his ire dropped to a simmer. It would probably be mostly women who bought it, but it might “raise awareness.” That seemed to be the catchphrase for any and every cause these days. In his experience, you could raise awareness all you wanted. It didn’t mean you’d change a single person’s views.

When he reached the bus stop, he slumped onto the plastic bench and dropped his bag at his feet. With his anger dissipating, he became morose instead. He knew that feeling sorry for himself wasn’t going to solve anything. However, wallowing was easy, and he didn’t feel like making an effort at present.

The bus pulled up, and its doors opened. Finn climbed aboard, suddenly bone-weary. He shuffled to the back seat and flopped down. He had room to stretch out. The only other passenger was an old lady, who got off two stops later, so he mostly enjoyed a peaceful ride.

Facing Connor again was going to be tough. He could try to avoid him, but they were bound to cross paths as they headed to and from class. Maybe he’d take a short break. He didn’t really need to attend the class anymore; he only went for the camaraderie. He could ring Angela tomorrow and say he wouldn’t be in for the rest of the semester. That would be a decent cooling-off period. Then he’d resume in the New Year. He’d be over it by then. He’d be able to walk past Connor in the corridor without feeling overwhelmed.

His phone rang. It was Rosalie, doubtless wanting to know how his “date” had gone. He almost ignored it, but he changed his mind. She wasn’t one to give up, so he’d have to tell her at some point. Might as well get it done now.

After drawing in a deep breath, he accepted the call.

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