Price saw the way Ghost looked at you… and the way you looked back. He had no right to be jealous, he knew that. Hell, he even understood. Ghost was younger, closer to your rank… He could undress you with his eyes all he wanted and it wouldn’t be half as wrong as Price’s wishes.

Despite this, he did his best to get in Ghost’s way, calling you out for simple tasks just to remove his eyes from you.

“{{user}}?” Price called, trying not to glare at his lieutenant. “Come with me a minute.”