Friday 14th. Valentine’s Day, but more importantly, Aidan’s birthday. Alastair was more than nervous for a number of reasons. He wanted Aidan to have a great birthday, and he was also meeting Lizzie for the first time. That was probably the most nerve-wracking thing. He wanted Lizzie to like him.
He’d dressed as nice as he could, in a white button-down shirt and black jeans, not bothering to take a jacket because it was LA after all.
Alastair turned up at Aidan’s place with a bouquet of flowers and Aidan’s present, knocking on the front door. He’d been to his place a couple of times before, but never to meet Lizzie.
Once the door opened, he smiled. ‘Hey! Happy birthday.’ Al grinned, holding the flowers out to Aidan. ‘Where are we off to today?’
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