No. [He glances at her sideways, pausing and then reaching out and giving her shoulder a light squeeze before handing her the drink.]
It's not even...entirely that it might not be me that she wants. [He exhales, shoulders slumping as he finishes off his drink in another gulp.] It's that it might be Jackson.
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It's not even...entirely that it might not be me that she wants. [He exhales, shoulders slumping as he finishes off his drink in another gulp.] It's that it might be Jackson.