#Chapter 372 – A Part of You

Jackson’s silence is long. Too long. I whip my face back to him, my mouth a grim line. His expression is…carefully blank. “Oh no,” I whisper, slumping down, my hand whipping up to cover the mark. “You hate it –“ “Ari,” he sighs, scowling and swatting at my forearm, attempting to knock my hand aside. “Don’t do that – I don’t hate it –“ “You do!” I protest, a little more devastated than I thought I’d be, even if I knew this was coming. I mean, he can’t like it, can he? “I don’t hate it!” Jacks insists, laughing at me a little as I stubbornly keep the mark covered and frown at him, leaning away. “Seriously, Ari, it’s fine.” “It’s fine?” He laughs again, giving up the attempt to pull my hand away and leaning back against the pillows. “Do you want me to lie and say I think it’s my new favorite feature?” I narrow my eyes. “Well then tell me what you really think.” Slowly I drop my hand and Jackson leans forward a bit to peer again. “I stand by my words. It’s fine.” “J