Did you mean to use the other spelling of mourning? I know they’re getting up in the evening to get up to something nefarious, but it’s not like anybody is dead. It threw me a bit.
Some nice descriptions, though the contradiction of her acting like he’s not there but constantly kissing him didn’t sit particularly well.

yeah i don’t see mourning in this..but i do see them as spies.

Sorry, the title was a sleep deprived mistake. I actually read both your comments about four times before understanding.
Yay for spies! I try to write a bit of romantic mush and they turn into killers…

ha! it was all the jet-setting and the thrill of working a night job.