Aidan put on his shirt and gave Tracey a curious look. "'You can go now'?" He echoed, incredulously. "We just...and now you're all business-like?"
Fully clothed again the Irishman shook his head, not quite able to comprehend how Tracey managed to go from being the most wonderful woman in the world to this in a matter of moments. He felt used. Naive and mostly angry with himself for being so stupid and allowing Tracey to treat him that way.
For the longest moment Aidan was torn between sadness and anger but eventually his temper won out. He faced Tracey with barely controlled anger. "Try not ter treat me like a house elf."