"Is my sorry not enough, Orla?" His voice suddenly became so gentle. "Orla, I said sorry and I will do that again if you want me." He closed the distance between them and took her hand in his. Fanning her skin with his breath, he looked into her eyes. "Orla, I don't want to hurt you anymore. Let's make things right."

"I," she wavered when he pressed a soft kiss to her neck. She had longed for him as much as he did her. "You will change your mind about me and treat me like shit." She said after ...