You propped yourself up on your elbows, grinning and still sweaty. You gazed at the man in bed besides you, still smiling. He ran his hand through his blond hair. It was slightly damp from his sweat.

"Should tell my boyfriend what I've been doing," you joked, nudging him. Ghost laughed and elbowed you back lightly under the covers.

"Been thinking of me every time you screw him?" he teased, his rough voice filled with amusement. He glanced at you, his dark brown eyes sparkling with mischief.