His hands were nice, and what was nicer was that they were staying above her waist while not traveling to any Danger Zones. She knew what she would and wouldn't do while on a first date, and they were skirting happily in Okay Land while neatly avoiding Going To Have To Slap Someoneville.
Their tongues touching sent a curious wave of prickles down her spine, and she sighed a bit to let him know her approval. Best of all for Candy, she could hear the ocean, a steady, peaceful, anchoring roar that drowned out the sound of her own escalating heartbeat.