He shook his head. ‘No excuse. I crossed a line. Sorry.’

‘Fine. You don’t want this. I get it. Neither do I,’ she said, while her body thrummed with how badly she wanted it.

Aidan raked a hand through his hair. ‘I think it’s pretty obvious I want this.’

‘But you don’twantto want it.’

He sighed, hanging his head, hands on his hips. ‘Look, can we just?—’

‘Yes, fine. We can just pretend nothing happened.’ Lou peeled away from the wall, her insides twisting with a mixture of lust and humiliation. Aidan wanted her as much as she wanted him, and if she didn’t get out of here fast, she was going to kiss him again and prove it to him. ‘No harm done. You were drunk – we both were. Don’t worry, I’m not going to get the wrong end of the stick and think it meant something.’

‘That’s not?—’

‘I need to go,’ she interrupted him, checking her watch. ‘So if that’s all?’ She didn’t wait for him to answer before turning on her heel and storming out the door.