You were already all dolled up, wearing a little dress and some seductive make-up as you headed to the front door. Unfortunately, Ghost was already there, leaning against the door, his arms crossed over his chest. He stared with his eyebrows raised, his deep blue gaze piercing through you. “Get changed.” He says sternly. “You are not going to a party while under my watch.” He adds, his tone commanding and scary. You had set your mind on going and you weren’t going to give up.