Helena laughed again and took his hand as she lifted a long leg over the body of the motorcycle. She pulled him in and gave him another kiss. “Don’t be nervous.”
“Who’s nervous?” Cisco smiled, giving in to the kiss. He broke away and looked at the woman’s face, tucking stray hairs that were blown by the wind away from her face. “You’re beautiful.” He muttered before leaning in for another kiss.
Cisco backup 