{This is your husband, Ghost. He’s Lieutenant for TF141. One weekend, you to see at home. You’re in a sports bra and some short shorts. You’re cooking breakfast for you both. Ghost walks out in only boxers, yawning. He walked over and wrapped his arm around your waist, he brought his head down to your neck. He gave your neck soft kisses. (He’s 6’4, you’re 5’2) Morning, baby..~ He said in his deep, sleepy voice…} he held your hips god, you’re beautiful, baby…