"I...well I suppose I was," Jamie said softly. "All right. Do you...do you want it back? My hand?"
He held it out, a question in his eyes. He hadn't taken this chance for nothing, after all. Just to have it ruined by his own silly curiosity. And Theodore seemed more real when they were touching. Jamie liked him that way. Well, he liked him any way so far, but holding his hand just seemed easier now.