Acting on instinct, without even thinking about it, she grabbed his hand.
He jolted and she let go. "Sorry." Crap. She was messing up all over the place.
But to her shock, he reached out and took her hand. "You don't have to keep saying sorry. You have nothing to apologize for. And you didn't upset me. Sometimes, I . . . sometimes I get so involved in the details that I forget about the emotions. My childhood, well, it was all about emotion. And not the good kinds. As a result, I became rather detached from all of that. I'm trying to find a way to be more in-tune with my emotions. But it's not easy."
Her heart melted for him. She squeezed his hand. "It's all right. I understand."
"Just be patient with me." Letting go of her hand, he walked out.
Yeah, things had definitely changed. Bec
