"All Caitlin knows is that I was whining about being lonely," Cisco
replies with a self-deprecating chuckle. "It was a lot of that 'no one
will ever love me' sort of self pity type stuff," he goes on, blushing
a bit with embarrassment. "Which, believe me, after everything
Caitlin's been through, she should have smacked me upside the head. I
probably owe her an apology," he admits with a soft smile. "But I
didn't tell her I was texting you. If you're worried about her finding
out we're, uh..." He trails off, not sure what to say. He wanted to
say dating, but this is only one date, and it's only 15 minutes in and
Cisco's never been the type to count his chickens.
"Anyway," he says, offering Hartley a smile. "I'm glad. That you're
into this too," he goes on. He's still nervous, but more excited now
than anything else, and all he really wants to do now is reach across
the table and hold Hartley's hand, but it's probably way too soon for
that. He opens his mouth to say something else, but the waiter arrives
then, and he and Hartley have to pause to give her their dinner order.
She grins at both of them, her smile lingering on Cisco, and he can't
tell if she's checking him out or if she can tell he's here on a first
date and is giving him an encouraging look.
When she finally heads to the kitchen to put their order in, Cisco
turns his attention back to Hartley. "Tell me something about yourself
that I don't know," he says, meeting Hartley's eyes (and feeling his
breath taken away again by how gorgeous they are). "I mean, if you
want to," he adds, his nerves still lingering just a bit.
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"All Caitlin knows is that I was whining about being lonely," Cisco replies with a self-deprecating chuckle. "It was a lot of that 'no one will ever love me' sort of self pity type stuff," he goes on, blushing a bit with embarrassment. "Which, believe me, after everything Caitlin's been through, she should have smacked me upside the head. I probably owe her an apology," he admits with a soft smile. "But I didn't tell her I was texting you. If you're worried about her finding out we're, uh..." He trails off, not sure what to say. He wanted to say dating, but this is only one date, and it's only 15 minutes in and Cisco's never been the type to count his chickens.
"Anyway," he says, offering Hartley a smile. "I'm glad. That you're into this too," he goes on. He's still nervous, but more excited now than anything else, and all he really wants to do now is reach across the table and hold Hartley's hand, but it's probably way too soon for that. He opens his mouth to say something else, but the waiter arrives then, and he and Hartley have to pause to give her their dinner order. She grins at both of them, her smile lingering on Cisco, and he can't tell if she's checking him out or if she can tell he's here on a first date and is giving him an encouraging look.
When she finally heads to the kitchen to put their order in, Cisco turns his attention back to Hartley. "Tell me something about yourself that I don't know," he says, meeting Hartley's eyes (and feeling his breath taken away again by how gorgeous they are). "I mean, if you want to," he adds, his nerves still lingering just a bit.