" I’m sorry.” The words were hurried and a little garbled but unmistakable. She raised an eyebrow and noticed that he had trouble meeting her eyes.

“For which item on your long list of indiscretions?” she asked as she toyed with the pen.

“All of them?”

“Please. I don’t do blanket forgiveness.” She waved her hand dismissively and was delighted to see a grin flirt along the corners of his mouth. "

― Natasha Anders , A Ruthless Proposition