Criminal Love

5. Origami

It has been a month since the undercover operation started, and Dylan and Yue have been working hard at the gallery, trying to make it look like a legitimate business, while waiting for clues about a case.

They have contacted local artists and closed many business deals with them to showcase their works at the newly founded Wang Gallery. Soon, it will be time to open. Just a few details are missing.

Today is Monday. It is early morning and Dylan hears Yue's door open and close when he wakes up to use the boys' room. He finds it odd, although he has never been awake at this ungodly hour since he moved there, hence he has no idea that Yue goes out for a run 5 days a week at 5 am, because with Florida weather it is impossible to workout outdoors when the sun is up.

It's 6 in the morning, and Dylan is curious about what Yue might have been doing out at this time. Quickly, he brushes his teeth, wears his glasses, goes out of his apartment, opens Yue's door and finds the most amusing and entertaining scene he ever expected to witness from clumsy, practical, and workaholic Yue: she is wearing tight exercise shorts and tank top that accentuate her nice figure for a change; she has headphones on, her cell is strapped to the arm, she is shaking her booty to the rhythm of the music she is listening to, and she is singing at the top of her lungs while preparing her post-workout smoothie.

Yue loves this song for reasons she has not yet disclosed, so she sings and dances to it passionately, feeling every word.

If he don't love you anymore

Just walk your fine ass out the door

Gosh, that rear end swaying left and right is mesmerizing and tantalizing!

Dylan leans on the door so he won't lose his balance, because he could not stop staring at her if his life depended on it. He's gawking, almost ogling, at unaware Yue.

Yue keeps singing with her back to him and doing what the song says as she continues to swing from side to side:

I do my hair toss

Check my nails

Baby how you feelin'?

Feeling good as hell

Hair toss

Check my nails

Baby how you feelin'?

Feeling good as hell

Feeling good as hell

Baby how you feelin'?

Feeling good as hell

Hypnotizing.

The roundness of those back cheeks, the hip movement, the sight of the uncovered, velvety legs, arms, and shoulders... Dylan's jaw is about to hit the floor. He could stay there gaping at her for hours without food or water. He never expected this kind of show from his sweet and responsible neighbor.

When the smoothie is ready, Yue stops dancing and singing to drink it and Dylan leaves quietly, pulling himself together, loving the discovery he just made, but he won't say a word about the magnificence he witnessed. He doesn't want her to be embarrassed because it would be a terrible shame if she stopped.

All week Dylan will wake up at 6 am only to watch the bewitching event. He cannot help it; he is human after all, a man that at times succumbs to harmless temptations...