His gentle arm held me close. He held me like I was the last person on earth and needed protection. I could feel the affection radiating off of him. His touch was so foreign; I had never felt anything like it. His rough, yet careful fingertips caressed my arm ever so slightly that it sent shivers through me. He then lightly kissed my head, making me feel like I was in love. His touch calmed me, and I felt safe in his arms.
