Helena nodded slowly, still keeping the intensity of their eye contact, wetting her lips. “I was raised with Sicilians.” Her fingers ran a little farther up and with a bit more presence.
Cisco just turned his hand over and ghosted his fingertips on her forearm before grabbing his wine glass with his free hand and taking a long sip. “Interesting….” He trailed, not breaking the gaze.
Cisco backup 