"Damn it, I 'ave a name!" Aidan yelled. "Or can't ye be bothered ter say it?"
Aidan started pacing, circling Tracey in a way that was almost predatory, his hands balled into fists to keep himself from pulling into an embrace again. How in Hecate's name was it possible to be so pissed off and so...Aidan abandoned the thought and merely glared.
"I don't expect anythin' from ye." He said, circling Tracey again. "No strings attached. That's how ye want it, right?" For a moment Aidan looked at Tracey as if challenging her to agree with him.