John stood quickly, took a gentle grip of her arm, and helped her to rise.

She was instantly shocked at the impact his gentle grip made on her senses.

He took her hand in a surprisingly gentle grip.

The tense muscles of his arm eased under her gentle grip.

His gray eyes concerned, he took her hands in a gentle grip.

He held her hands in a gentle grip and the smile faded.

But his gentle grip persisted in turning her away from the door and toward him.

She smiled and pulled free of his gentle grip.

It was a gentle grip, firm but not creel; in fact just the opposite.

He held her in place, his grip gentle but firm.