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Christy hesitated in the doorway. Lawrence glanced at him, but quickly looked away from his pleading gaze. “It’s fine, you know,” Christy said. “It’s all fine.“
- The Mistletoe Kiss by Ruby Moone
When you’re a Sherlock fan, you come across those lines in a m/m historical romance novel, and it actually is Gay Male A telling Gay Male B that being gay is fine, because he’s in love with him, and gauging to see if it might be requited.
He waited a moment, and then locked the door, turned the sign, and limped to the back room where he slumped in his chair. He’d thought this would be the end of everything. He’d fully expected the shop to empty and people to be horrified, disgusted—Christ, he half expected the Bow Street Runners to turn up and cart him away. But in the middle of it all, Christy had turned it around. Again. Had turned disaster into success and sold book after book after book
The Mistletoe Kiss by Ruby Moone
