For a moment Aidan merely followed her with his eyes, still breathing heavily before shaking his head in confusion.
"What is it, Tracey?" He gasped. "I'm just a quick shag, aren't I?" Aidan couldn't quite suppress the bitterness beneath the passion. Would she...would things be the same with the next man she'd bring home? Was he just...would she even recall his name?
"Bugger this." Aidan snapped and closed the distance between them again. "This means nothing, right?" He snarled. "You just fuck me and then you throw me out. How bloody convenient." Only then did he notice that he was almost trembling with the effort not to touch her.