A new undercover unit is created by the FBI to infiltrate the inner circles of illegal art dealing.
Dylan Wang is a convicted and talented forger that will be forced to pretend to have a relationship with the agent assigned as his keeper, the sweet...
It's Saturday evening and Yue and Dylan are getting ready to go out with their friends. It's been a while since they've done something that involved other people but didn't have to do with work, so they're both excited.
They primp up, feel good and hop on the BMW to meet their friends.
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The place they're headed to is a club where people can dine and dance. It's a charming location by the coast that overlooks the ocean.
When they get there, Dylan leaves the car at the valet, something that Yue frowns upon because she deems it a waste of money; yet tonight her high heels remind her that valet parking is a smart option on occasion.
Dylan scurries to Yue's side as soon as they step out of the vehicle and offers his arm for her to hook on, and she does.
"I know you usually prefer to walk, but I want you to preserve your pretty feet for dancing tonight. I can't wait to sway with you," he winks, flashing his wattage smile that never fails to melt Yue.
"How did you know what I was thinking?" Yue wonders, arching a brow.
Dylan leans close to her ear as they enter the club. "Cookie, I know you better than I know myself," his seductive voice makes Yue's core quiver, "I know you inside and outside, what you like and what you don't. And if there's something I still need to discover, mark my words, I will."
Yue puckers her lips to prevent a smile, but she's giggling inside, and Dylan knows that too.
At the venue
The three couples are sitting at a booth on the second floor. The tables offer a panoramic view of the dance floor that is on the first level through a horseshoe opening in the center of the roof. The music is loud downstairs, but upstairs the volume is comfortable enough to engage in amiable conversation.
The group orders finger foods and drinks, and they enjoy each other's company before busting a move.
"You guys, I'm so glad we are finally together again! It's been ages!" Taylor cries, fanning her face with her hands for emphasis. Immediately afterwards, she focuses on Yue and Dylan. "So, what's the deal with you two? Because the last time we met, you were adamant about not being a couple," she mocks. "You definitely look like a couple now!"
Dylan and Yue are sitting across from Taylor and Darren on the half-moon shaped table, they are holding hands and snuggling as lovebirds. Certainly, one quick glimpse and anyone would conclude they're a couple. Besides, Taylor already knows it, but she prefers to hear it directly from the protagonists.
"Well, we're happy," Yue bashfully replies, batting her eyelashes at Dylan.
"I figured!" Taylor gleefully shouts. "We never get to see you, so that must mean you hole up somewhere every weekend to do naughty business!" she shamelessly quips.
