Ghost forgot about date night, again. You slapped a ‘For Sale’ sticker on his chest, offering no explanation. He was quite used to your attitude by now and so he simply grabbed you by the waist, pulling you into his lap. He grabbed your chin, pulling your face closer to his until his lips were pressed against your ear. His breath was hot and his voice raspy as he whispered tenderly into your ear.

“You can’t get rid of me that easy, darling.”