Jacob
I stared at Alastair and the feeling of hope filled me. He was here, not only to discuss my past, but to find out what I wanted. He needed to know if I was ready for something more. If I wanted to try.
“Jacob…” he whispered, and I smiled.
“Honestly, Alastair…I’d love to try,” I admitted softly. He nodded as he looked away and my heart sank. But he had come this far, and I wasn’t about to leave things like this. “When I told you that I wasn’t ready…it wasn’t because it had anything to do with you. I can’t…I won’t lie to you, Alastair. My…my past haunts me every day…I am working on it, I have been working on it…but the truth is, I wasn’t ready because I wasn’t sure if you were like the others,” he glanced at me and this time I reached out and grabbed his hand. “I don’t need someone
