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Sara pulled the boy in close, knowing that this was fairly new for him. She couldn’t help but enjoy his company, there was no warring look on his face. He didn’t know about her past or even her present. He just knew her name and what she could do. The white canary lives but right now she was just Sara Lance. “Thank you, Cisco…” the words sounded foreign but so sweet on her lips. “Dinner? That was very smooth, Cisco..very smooth. I’d love to go to dinner.”

The smile widened on his face when she called him smooth, if that was even possible. Most girls friend-zoned him within seconds, but this was completely different, and he was surprisingly calm for the crazyness that was running through his mind. “Anywhere in particular you’d like to go? Got any cravings?” Cisco said, looking over at Sara. The wind was blowing, and he couldn’t take his eyes from the way she looked.

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