“Cas,” he whispers, voice cracking. I dip my head again. Shame coats me like a shroud, like it always does every time I have to say those words out loud. I’m aware of Jackson standing up, but I’m not prepared for when he steps in front of me. His fingers grip my chin, and he angles my head up to face him. My eyes lock with his. “I’m glad you’re here,” he whispers with a shaky voice. “Really fucking glad.” My face goes hot. “Yeah?” “Yeah, I am.” His tongue darts out to swipe over his bottom lip, and then he takes a deep inhale. “I need time. I’m not saying no, but I can’t say yes right now
  
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