"I had a lot on my plate before you waltzed in and if you don't mind, I would like to go back to what I was doing."

"Don't leave me hanging, Orla. It hurts." He held her down with his gaze. "We've been on this for too long. I know that I messed up but I wasn't thinking right and I am sorry for hurting you."

He had said sorry a thousand times, he had given her reasons to let go, but she remained inflexible.

"I have a deadline to meet."

"Do you hate me now?" Callan asked ...