Suddenly, it didn't seem so funny anymore, as something awkward and uncomfortable coiled in her belly. He was serious, wasn't he? Merlin, men were dense! And Aldrich, apparently, was the densest of them all. Fighting a frown, she quirked an eyebrow at him.
"We already know what's between us, silly. Amazing sex and a general good time," she pointed out. It wasn't hard to read him, to see that he wanted all those conventional love and relationship milestones but was often distracted by his cock. That's what she'd enjoyed about him--the distraction, not the pathetic desire for The One--and she would be disappointed if he kept pushing that ridiculous fantasy on her.