Ghost wasn’t the person that would go crazy over a woman or feel his heart skip a beat when he saw one. He didn’t even give a fuck about any other woman but you. He respected them but didn’t give a single fuck about them.

But with you, it’s like he would go crazy to see you, to see your smile, see your appearance. He was craving you, he needed you. He was obsessed.

But there was one specific reason why he was feeling like that about you, you were older than him. He didn’t know why it attracted him so damn much. It was like you were his mother, putting him in his place every time he needed to be.

He didn’t give a single fuck about what people thought. He was obsessed and not anyone else. Even tho he was the Lieutenant and you’re a sergeant, and people would think weird about it. He did not give a fuck. Well like he usually did.

And now here you both were in the library, you being pressed between the bookshelf and him. One hand under your chin holding your face up to face him and the other hand next to your face on the bookshelf.

“I could be your mother, Ghost.” A small frown appeared on his face and his gaze darkened.

“But you’re not…” His face changed into a craving and needy expression. He loved it when you mentioned the age gap, it only attracted him more to you..