Ah, finally. Eager to get away from the girl, Sita stood to greet Aidan, pulling the kid into a quick, friendly hug. "Like anyone could replace ya," he said, clapping him lightly on the back before drawing back with a grin. "'Sides, I know I'd never hear the end of it and I ain't one to make pretty folk cry."
He'd been coming to Aidan for nearly a decade and their relationship had long since evolved past just sex, though that was still very much a part of the arrangement. But sometimes, he stopped in just to say 'hello' and talk, see how the other was doing, because he truly valued his company beyond just the physical. He was comfortable with him, familiar with him, and trusted him--and trusted him not to judge, too.
Still, while he was comfortable with physical displays of affection toward him in the privacy of the bedroom, it was a little awkward giving him more than just a brief hug out here in view of other clients. Didn't really matter that the other clients either didn't give a shit, were here for the same reasons, or could assume what was going on between them solely on the basis that he was a man visiting a male peach.
"Sorry it's been so long. I ran into some trouble on the way back from the plains this year so that set me back several days, not to mention the drama that's happened since I been back. But so much for that. How's life been treatin' ya these days?"