Owen hated this. He was already regretting doing this tour and it was only the third day. He still had eleven more days of this hell.
He finally was able to reach Patrick on FaceTime. It helped a little. Just seeing his husband’s face made him feel better.
“I miss you.”
“I miss you, too. How are things going?”
“Terrible. Everyone keeps asking if the book is based on my family. They won’t accept me saying that I won’t talk about my family.”
“Just tell them that if you answered that question, they would have to be victims in your next book.”
For the first time since he said goodbye to Patrick at the airport, Owen had a smile on his face. “How was your day?”
Patrick shrugged. “Your dad was here. He helped get everything moved. We put the baby’s furniture together. I am going to wait until you are home to arrange the room. You are better at that than I am.”
“I picked up a few things for you and the baby.”
They talked for over an hour before Owen sighed and got sad again. “As much as I want to stay here and keep talking to you, I have to go. Everybody is meeting for a “get to know the authors” party.”
“That actually sounds boring.”
“If you met some of these other authors, you would be bored to tears.”
Patrick laughed when he said that. “Seems like I am safe from you running away with one of them then.”
“Very safe. I love you.”
“That makes me very happy to hear. Send me a message after you get back to the hotel. Have fun. I love you.”
After disconnecting, Owen went down to the bar to join the others. He ordered his drink and found a seat at the bar.
Owen spent about an hour talking to the bartender named Teague. He seemed like a cool guy, but made Owen a bit uncomfortable when he kept hitting on him even after Owen told him that he was happily married.
When Owen stated that he was going to head back to his room, Teague talked him into one more drink, on the house.