The passion was instantly rekindled and made even fiercer by the extra emotions Aidan was putting into it, and even though they'd just put their clothes back on, Tracey was tempted to rip off his shirt again and have another go. It was frightening, her level of desire for him -- frightening enough to cut through the haze of passion and have her wrenching herself away from him, desperately trying to catch her breath. "You're annoying," she gasped.