Chapter 0750

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."

I drop my hand and Jackson leans

by my words.

lashing out a leg and kicking at him. "You can't possibly think

using it to haul me closer to him. "Besides, when I was at

a little shocked. "How the

I go

me," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair. "That if I don't have anything

really doesn't like it. I mean, not that I expect or want him

- I mean

hates it, he's

has to look at it every day for the rest of his

moan, covering it again

dropping kisses to my hair. "It's simply...not to my

my mate

smack Jackson on the shoulder, and then I sigh when I take in the full meaning of his words - that it truly is

his arms. "I'm serious, Ari, you shouldn't be worried about what I think," he murmurs. "Feel how you

impulses that must be hating, every second, the idea of another man's mark on my body. Honestly, when the Goddess chose Jacks for

"It helps

still. "Faded?" I

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