He pried her hands away from her burning face with her wrists, pinning them at her sides. Aiden was half hovered over her now, and she gulped as her eyes ran over his toned chest before she squeezed them shut. "Spitfire. Look at me."
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so stupid-"
"No, you're not. And we can talk through it as long as you want, as soon as you look at me."