Sasha kept an eye on their target as she and Wolf sat in a semi crowded five star hotel restaurant in Quito, Ecuador. They were undercover as an American couple on their honeymoon. Their mission was to observe the meetings between the cartel leaders and some newcomer who wanted to overthrow the government.
"Darling, have I told you how beautiful you look today?" Wolf asked in a fake general American accent that was pretty decent. She was glad he didn't stick with the Louisiana accent as she could not keep a straight face when he spoke. He reached across the table and rested his hand on hers and stroked his thumb across her knuckles.
"No, and you know that no one is watching us. So, you don't need to keep the act up." Sasha assured him, she had to admit she found his flirtations and attention rather distracting. Who wouldn't? The man was devastatingly handsome and too charming for his own good.
"Appearances are everything. We're supposed to look like we're in love. Right now, we look like we've been married for six years and travelled to an exotic location to liven things up." Wolf said in amusement. Sasha snorted a laugh as she couldn't imagine anyone getting bored with him.
"I should be telling you how to do this, not the other way round." Sasha murmured before she took a sip of her wine.
"You seem pretty intense about this case." Wolf murmured.
"It's just personal." Sasha said, she didn't want to get into it. Wolf nodded and didn't press the subject.
"Well, then you better start flirting with me some more before I decide I want to be a Southern Gentleman and woo my trophy wife with some of my disarming charm and humour." He said the last couple of words were uttered with a Louisiana accent. Sasha snorted and then laughed out loud as she couldn't help herself.