She winced inwardly. Bloody hell, acting like that, he's gotta think you're a terrible slut, Ally.
"I really shouldn't have done that," she said, embarassed, as she slid off his lap and looked around for her robe. She found it, slipped it on, and quickly did up the sash. And now he's never going to let you forget it, will he. How do you get yourself into these things, Ally-girl?
"You don't have to worry about paying or anything. You didn't exactly get what you came for, did you."