(JOY)
My heart skipped a beat when Martin lightly squeezed my hand that he was holding. I was startled and almost jumped out of the seat. I tried to pull away again but he stopped me. “Get used to it, Joy.”
My mouth fell open and tried to calm down. I could feel cold sweat trailing down my spine but I still answered, “Okay.” And because I suddenly feel brave, I even twisted my body to face him. I leaned against the couch in the most comfortable way possible. Then I stared up at his face. “Is this all we are going to do for today’s session?” I asked in an almost whisper.
Martin moved his body, mimicking my position. Now we are facing each other, the space between us lesser than before. I almost leaned away when our faces got too close for comfort. But I resisted that urge. I pressed my
