Once her zipper was down, Dante paused for a moment as he felt Kelly pull him a little closer to her then give him a quick little kiss to his lips before watching her lay back down on her back then smiled at her in reply. Soon enough, Dante would do the same, leaning in and giving her lips one more little kiss of his own, only with slightly more depth this time around and without being so overbearing. From there, Dante would then slide himself back down to her waist as his hands would then grip onto her loosened jeans and began to slide them down from her waist and hips evenly, where would one side would get a tug and the other would get the same. This pattern went on for a little while before the waist band of her jeans would rest at above her knees before gripping the waistband a little longer and then slid them down a little more gently, looking up at her the entire time.
"Yeah, you're right." Dante answered with the same smile on his face. Then again, he could share the same sentiment he had with her at the given time, for all of the time he had spent on his own, there was either no time he had for any woman because his career as a bounty hunter constantly got in his way or simply because any woman that had laid their eyes on him wasn't exactly what he had thought originally (i.e., they were gold diggers looking to sink their claws into him) or there was something else about them that he just couldn't stand to listen to. Either way, a lonesome young man like him had standards of his own that he always abides by and never seemed to deviate from those thoughts.
Seemed rather ironic in his eyes.