"S'nice. Where are they sending ye off to?" Aidan barely raised his chin at the news, too comfortable on Terry's couch. "Demand somethin' with a beach. An' sun, ye know that bright yellow thing up in the sky that doesn't show itself over 'ere."
Aidan sighed and closed his eyes for a moment before rubbing his face tiredly. He seemed perpetually exhausted lately though he had to admit that it probably wasn't too helpful that he either pulled night shifts at the hospital or spent his free day in the arms of a woman who used him as mere entertainment. Unconsciously Aidan clenched his teeth angrily. That stupid, abusive, arrogant, stuck-up, wonderful, sexy, addicting...He shook his head to clear his mind and resolutely fixed his eyes on the table before him.
"So. Done anythin' nice lately?" Please, please say yes and distract me, Aidan thought. That was all he was asking for.