"Oh God. We're at work. We're at work and I'm already behind and you're going to end up yelling at me, even if I was just getting freak with you." Cisco was whining but hell, he was behind on his projects, paperwork and those stupid reports Hartley always wanted because he was an insane control freak. He buried his head in Hartley's shoulder and huffed slightly. "My head is so not in the game today."

And they still had a few hours of work and all he wanted to do was lie down and cuddle Hartley in this supply closet. How lame was that?

"Am I hot enough to skip the reports this week while I catch up on other things?"