His breath hitched. He squeezed her hand, and when he spoke his voice was lower, deeper. "We should go to bed."

She nodded and gave him a small smile as she followed him to the bed. She laid on her side with Erik behind her, but she noticed that he made sure not to touch her in any way.

"Erik?"

"Yes?"

"Hold me the same way you did the other night," she whispered, as she tried to temper her nerves.

He sighed. "You may not be … comfortable." ...