The olive on the plate

Original fiction extract.

My aunt put a green olive beside my bread and said I could try it if I wished. I was reluctant. I had already decided that I disliked anything with a stone inside it, though she pointed out that I liked cherries. Nobody pushed the plate closer. After watching my cousin eat one, I cut a small piece from mine. I did not enjoy it, but my aunt thanked me for trying. She removed the rest before bringing the pudding, which contained no stones of any kind.

Use your own words to explain what the word “reluctant” means in this extract.