"Have I ever told you how sexy you sound reading someone their Miranda rights?"
Chantelle throws her head back against his shoulder with laughter. "No, but you have now."
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a rookie nypd detective and a famous korean private investigator must...
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It wasn't hard for Chantelle to convince Taehyung to come over for Christmas.
He couldn't go home even if he wanted to, since they still have to wrap up the loose ends of the case. Their suspect needs to be extradited and then they must determine whether the case will go to trial or if he will accept a plea deal.
If there is a trial and they are asked to testify, well, that's a whole other story.
For now, though, they can bask in the glory of a job well done and enjoy what's left of Christmas day.
This is why they end up on the doorstep of the Taylor family home. Chantelle knocks briskly, eager to get out of the freezing cold. Being in humid Miami and then coming home to such low temperatures has been a shock to her system.
"Oh my goodness, you're here!" Mrs. Taylor cheers, instantly pulling her daughter into a warm hug when she sees her standing there.
She thought it would be fun to surprise her mom and seeing the look on her face definitely makes it worth it.
"Merry Christmas, Ma." Chantelle smiles, pulling away from the hug to gesture to the man standing behind her. "And look who I brought."
"Taehyung! Oh, it's so nice to see you again!" The brown haired man gets a hug too, much to his surprise. But he eagerly reciprocates it. "Merry Christmas."
"Thank you for having me, Mrs. Taylor. Merry Christmas."
"Come in, both of you. It's freezing out here." Chantelle's mother steps aside to let both detectives inside the house.
They enter, wheeling their luggage along with them and kicking their shoes off by the door.
"Is that who I think it is?" Chantelle looks up when she hears the voice of her dad. She instantly runs into his arms, holding him tight. "Hey pumpkin, how was work?"
"It went well, I'm glad to be home."
Her and Taehyung make their way around and greet everyone. This time, it happens to include her aunt and cousins who have come over from New Jersey.
"Baby, go get changed and then the two of you can tell us about your crazy Miami adventures while we eat." Mrs. Taylor smiles.
Chantelle resists the urge to roll her eyes. Her mother always complains about how dangerous her job is until she has to opportunity to brag about it to someone else.
"Okay. C'mon Tae, you can put your suitcase in my room." She starts walking towards the staircase and Taehyung follows.
"Your family's nice." He comments.
"Yeah, sometimes." She snorts, leading him to her room.
He steps inside first, taking his time to look around. "Aw, how cute." His teasing tone makes Chantelle roll her eyes.
