As he took her hand Echo suddenly felt a sense of ease. Maybe she was just being paranoid. She released a sigh of relief without realizing she had been holding it in.
As much as Echo wanted to give him everything he wanted she still had her limits. He had said he wanted her to think for herself, and she did. All the time. Especially when it came to intimacy. Men were few and far between and the one she really wanted was right there making advances. Or so she thought. But it still didn't make her comfortable.
She allowed him to touch her but other than a shy, gentle touch to his hand or his face she made no other advances.