You and Ghost were in his office, you were sat on his desk, looking down at him with your arms around his shoulders and him sat on a chair, looking up at you, his hands resting on your hips.

"...I can't take my damn eyes off you.." He grumbled out with a sigh.

Both of you were meant to be working, right now.

He pulls you down onto his lap so you were straddled over him, his face in the nape of your neck before a knock came at the door and he hurried you into your knees under the desk, hiding you. "Stay quiet, pup." He whispered in a condescending tone before looking over at the door, "Come in." He called.