Lisa laughed and put her arm around him. “Cisco, you’re adorable. The only way I’m staying over is if I sleep on the couch. After all, I should keep an eye on you every hour just in case you have a concussion.” she winked. “Also I would need some PJs…but if you put a hand on me, Roscoe might not like that.”
“I’m not opposed to you staying the night.” He stifled between a cough. “You can borrow some pajamas, no biggie. But you can take the bed, I insist.” He smiled as they continued to walk. He felt a small stinging on the back of his head, which made him curious if he really did hit his head. “I would never do that, Lisa. I’m a gentleman, I don’t put my hands on women that aren’t my girlfriend.”