His touches didn't feel like seduction. They just felt like love and affirmation, which was a bit of a relief. She wasn't sure she could refuse him anything right now as long as he didn't ask her to walk out the door. His hands on her skin left a low simmering fire in their wake, but rather than feeding that desire she really just wanted to hold on to him. The blush on her cheeks darkened when he removed the last of her clothing, but she tried her best to ignore the lingering shade of embarrassment. There was no reason to be shy now.

Her heart broke a little when he said he just wanted to hold her, and she nodded again, wondering if he still wanted her to be silent. "Of course," she whispered, hand finding his good one again so she could tangle their fingers together. Even though she still wasn't sure how to behave she tried to stay as close as she could while they walked the last few steps to the bed and climbed in.