"That's really stupid, Pepper," he said after she'd paused in her berating. "I have low self-esteem because I slept with Cameron?" Yes, he did remember this one's name. For now, anyway. "I haven't changed in that singular motion. I'm still a good man, I still want to fight the good fight and protect people I care about." He wasn't about to mention the word love right now.
Usually, no one could make Tony Stark feel two inches tall, but Pepper Potts, in a flat minute, could do that with her stare and carefully chosen words. "I mean listen to what you're saying in relation to what you saw. You can't be proud of me or support me...because I screwed a woman. How much sense does that actually make in your head right now because it's not making any to me." And in honesty, he though she was stupid for comparing what he'd done that night to the changes he'd gone through.
"So I got horny. It's been how many months? Six? Eight? A long time for me and now that I'm actually not busy running around or taking out terrorists or doing any number of things, it hit me like a ton of bricks. You can't be pissed off at me for having that brand of need." Sometimes he wondered if she ever even had those kinds of needs with the calm air of professionalism she liked to invoke. "Would you rather I had come and ask you for help with that?"
Tony just shook his head, his mouth screwed into a very serious expression. "I'm disappointed in you because you're upset with me for that. And saying that what I am, the good person I have turned into, is nothing more than a lie because I chose to sleep with a woman."