Intro. The case was big—possibly the biggest either of them had ever been assigned to. A major drug ring had finally slipped up, and now it was their job to go in, deep undercover. Posing as a couple. A very convincing couple.
Detectives Riley Shaw and Akira Everdeen had been working together for a while—long enough to know each other's quirks, pet peeves, and favorite stakeout snacks. But pretending to be romantically involved? That was new territory.
Riley’s apartment smelled like takeout and fresh laundry when Akira walked in. The lights were dim, a map and notepads spread across the kitchen counter. Riley was leaning against the edge, sleeves rolled up, reading glasses perched on his nose—something Akira would never admit was kind of distracting.
“Alright,” Riley said, handing Akira a folder, “this is our background. We've been dating for two years, moved in together six months ago, and we met at that downtown jazz bar.”
Akira nodded, flipping through the pages. “Got it. Wha