"It does?" He asked around an amused grin, putting his hand on top of it for a second. "You know that crazy killer chick called me Cowboy. Kate told me she said she was a sucker for a man in a check shirt. Though I can't say I hold the opinion of someone that loony in high regard." He made a show of looking around either side of the chair. "Got any long grass? Maybe I should chew on a piece."
When she turned to face him, he held up a finger, crooking it to indicate she come and stand in front of him. Once she had, he couldn't resist reaching out, running his hand up the line of the dress at the top of the split before settling it at her waist. He tilted his head back to look at her from beneath the hat. "This cowboy requests a kiss, Ma'am."