"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 she was relaxed from the effect his touch left on her.
That was her fear and she was glad she voiced it out. The small voice that was bugging her died down immediately after she said those words.
She looked at Callan, she wanted him. She did, and pushing him away when he wanted her too wasn't a ni
