Lisa grinned at Cisco and couldn’t help but lean in close. “Smooth, Cisco, smooth.” she assured him, nestling her body against him. One thing for sure, she loved how warm he was. He was one of two people who could convince her to cuddle and she felt safe against him.
“Oh, I know I’m smooth.” He grinned. “It was all a matter of how you took it. Now, where were we?” Cisco smiled, pulling the woman into his lap.