The ceremony ended around 7:00 p.m., and those old enough to drink flocked into the bar. Paul knew he should be taking opportunities here. The place was swarming with journalists, print and TV. He should be networking his arse off. But he didn’t. He stuck with Drew.
A fancy dinner was served in the ballroom quickly repurposed. After that, Frank and Pat had a drink with Drew and Paul in the bar, then headed off to their room, declaring themselves tired out by the early start.
So that left Paul alone with Drew. At last. Paul set them up with another round of drinks, and they sat at a smaller table, which Paul liked, as it made them sit facing each other, heads close, knees brushing under the table. Drew had loosened the knot of his tie and undone his top shirt button, revealing a tantalizi
