Aidan had to admit that lately each and every little distraction that would tear his mind from the sorry mess that was his private life was more than welcome. Consequentially, he walked the distance to Lee's flat at a brisk pace, hoping the physical exertion would drive all worries from his mind (he hoped in vain).
Finally the Irishman stopped in front of a door, double-checked the address and knocked. Merlin knew, it was about bloody time that something in his life worked out all right and Lee's offer to help him with the furniture was heaven sent.