Hartley smirked and moved over to where Cisco was sitting, leaning in so that he was leaning against the counter between Cisco’s legs. “Depends on what ingredients you have, Mr. Baker’s Wife.”
“Well, for starters, there’s fruit in the drawer under the booze in the fridge. I think there’s apples, blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries. There might be some stuff for a savory pie in the freezer if you’re down for that. Wait, did you just call me-?” Cisco smiled, looking at Hartley. Cisco was just a little taller than the other man now that he was up on the counter. “Wow, so this is what the world looks like from up here? I feel like a giant!” He teased.
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