#ah yes the 'can't stand to look at this for one second longer' editing phase

[trellwords]

unless you play it good and right — 38,000 words, Ivan Vorpatril/Byerly Vorrutyer, post-CVA mutual pining fake dating ft. undercover ImpSec mission at a seaside casino resort.

“Um.” Ivan colored under By’s gaze. He was pretty sure that behind the dark glasses By was staring at him like he’d grown a second head. “It’s just—I usually bring girls here.”

In which there are an undercover surveillance job, an old enemy, and Byerly Vorrutyer’s broken heart.