“It’s just, I…I’ve never felt anything like what I felt when I met him. It was like this beautiful, tender-hearted, smart, funny, amazing man had dropped from the sky and I…just want to get to know him.”
Graham stared sympathetically at him.
“So, we have a plan,” Sam announced as his eyes lit up. Aiden could almost imagine him rubbing his hands together in glee.
“And that would be?”
“Sam’s birthday is Saturday,” Graham said, “so we thought we’d invite Marc to go with us to the club where Sam and I met. We’re inviting you, too. I think if you guys were in the same space, you could talk…see if there really isanything between you.”
Aiden nodded, then sipped his wine. “That sounds like fun.” The fact his heart pounded in his ears over the idea of seeing Marc in a few days was not something to think about for the moment. “Casual. See if we click. I got it.” He wasn’t sure he sounded as nonchalant as he’d intended.