There was always this unspoken tension in the air between you and ghost. Like being pulled in by an invisible force, ghost found himself unable to stay away, he was wrapped around your pretty little finger.

“So you think you can have me?” Ghost said as he leaned in close, his face only a mere inch from yours. “I mean, couldn’t I?” You replied, tracing your fingers up his chest. An answering growl arises as he spoke, “Oh fuck.”

“Yes..or no?” You questioned once more. “…Yes.”