Her nervous smile blossoms into a genuine toothy grin, eyes portraying unimaginable happiness. Unimaginable to all except you that is…you’re the luckiest guy alive. Your heart lurches in your chest. You just set some extremely exciting plans into motion. Before you know what’s happening, Dash is behind you, pushing you onto your feet with her forehead. Her hard skull punishes your lower back for your slow transition. Once you’re on your feet, she nuzzles into your hand which instinctively moves to reciprocate. She catches your fingers in her mouth and clamps down on them with careful calculated pressure—her teeth gently and painlessly claim your hand as her own. She looks up at you and blushes as endorphins flow and her eyes dilate. 