"You said something once," he murmurs, "about how you didn't want me to feel beholden. I don't want you to feel beholden, either. All right? You don't always have to say yes to me."
He strokes his thumb along Cullen's cheek.
"You're allowed to want things for yourself. Or not want them."
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"You said something once," he murmurs, "about how you didn't want me to feel beholden. I don't want you to feel beholden, either. All right? You don't always have to say yes to me."
He strokes his thumb along Cullen's cheek.
"You're allowed to want things for yourself. Or not want them."