Chapter 1: Introduction
Michael let out a frustrated sigh as he looked at the sprawling resort hotel spread out before him. The Palm Springs retreat was supposed to be a weekend of relaxation and reconnection for him and Sam, his husband of five years. Instead, it had turned into a crash course in endurance, as his husband's best friend, Craig, had decided to join them at the last minute.
The sun-drenched lobby was a flurry of activity, with bellhops darting back and forth, lugging suitcases and greeting guests with wide smiles. Michael, however, felt anything but welcoming. His eyes scanned the crowd, searching for the source of his discomfort.
There, by the concierge desk, was Craig, a flamboyant peacock amidst a flock of pigeons. He wore a bright pink shirt unbuttoned to reveal a gold chain nestled in his ample chest hair, and his laughter echoed through the lobby like a foghorn. Michael's jaw clenched as he watched Craig regale the poor, unsuspecting concierge with what was undoubtedly an excruciatingly long story, complete with wild gesticulations and a dramatic toss of his bleached-blond hair.
Sam, meanwhile, stood next to Craig, a picture of patience and charm.
His dark suit was immaculate, not a hair out of place. He caught Michael's eye and gave a small, apologetic smile, but it did little to soothe the irritation bubbling inside Michael.
"Michael, darling!" Craig exclaimed, noticing him. "You look like you've seen a ghost!" He swept over, arms outstretched. Michael stiffly accepted the embrace, Craig's cologne—too strong, too sweet—filling his nostrils.
"Craig," Michael managed to say, stepping back quickly. "Unexpected to see you here."
Craig waved a hand dismissively.