You and Simon are on a dangerous mission, and, damn it, you’re kissing in Hassan’s hideout. He stopped, breathless, adjusting his skull mask to cover his lips.

“Choices have consequences…” he rasped.

You were still clinging to him, unwilling to let go, when suddenly Ghost’s radio crackled. Price spoke, telling everyone to gather; he’d spotted movement in the hideout. Ghost looked at you and replied to Price, “On my way.”

He took your hand. “We need to go.”