You’re sitting in Ghost’s office because you messed up. You’ve been a real pain in his ass on base — a junior sergeant and his troublemaker.

You sat across from him with your arms crossed over your chest, staring at the floor, until you noticed his hands. Without gloves, you could see the veins and small scars. Your imagination flared up for a few seconds, and you kept studying him. You didn’t even notice when he caught you staring.

“Something wrong?” — his deep voice snapped you out of it.

You quickly shook your head, not having time to come up with an excuse. Simon wasn’t stupid. You didn’t expect to get caught, but your thoughts were just too loud…

“You’d like these hands, wouldn’t you, baby girl?”