Chapter 21: Wine and City QueersJason sipped on the wine. The food had melted in his mouth, and he almost felt dizzy from watching Tom in the candlelight. He couldn’t recall what they had been talking about, but it hadn’t been quiet. He ate the last piece of chocolate cake on his plate and sighed in contentment. This had been the best Easter in his life. Who could’ve imagined a weekend in the backwaters with a grumpy lumberjack could turn out this way?
He tried to ignore the nervousness creeping over him now when he realised dinner was over.
“What?” Tom reached for his wine glass as he gave Jason a questioning look.
“What?” Jason wanted to smack himself on the head for repeating Tom’s question.
“You got this funny look. I just wondered what you were thinking.”
“Funny how?” What had To
