It would probably be a long day. Although, when busy, his mind couldn’t dwell on the man he couldn’t get out of his head.
* * * *
Three days later, he still hadn’t heard from Marc, and it ate him up. What had he done wrong? Had he said something? He’d hounded Sam for days, even though his friend promised that Graham had passed Sam’s number to Marc.
God, he’d never reacted like this.
“I know I’m driving you crazy,” he admitted as they exited the office at the end of the third day. “I can’t get him out of my mind.”
“You just met him,” Sam reminded him.
“Didn’t you say you were hooked on Graham the first time youmet him?”
A goofy smile spread across Sam’s face, and Aiden felt like punching him. “Yeah. I did. It was definitely fate that we met.”