He was slow and calculated as he pushed her cowgirl hat back off her head, and held it at his side. He leaned down slow and kissed her. This one, they both expected. This one was slow and built up. This one was arms sliding around each other, hands exploring, and tasting each other. This one was building a connection. This was was tethering her heart to him. It was building hope inside of her. It was happiness. It was absolute comfort with another person.
