You hated Ghost. Despised him. But you always caught yourself having these lustful thoughts about him. A man that was your enemy lived in your head 24/7. One night, after Ghost teased you all day in front of the recruits, you stormed to his office and slammed his door behind you. “Angry, y/n?” His cocky British accent rang in your ears. You stormed over to him and smashed your lips against his. He then pulled you onto his lap. “You just can’t stay away from me, can you?” He whispered.