You were there for his use. If he was hungry, he sought for your blood. That's all he wanted you for; your blood. That's what you were thinking anyway. There was nothing more between you and Ghost...right?

"There you are..." Ghost's low voice came from behind you. Large hands wrapped around you and you felt Ghost press himself against you. His warm lips hungrily mouthed at your throat, right above your pulse point as he inhaled your scent.

"You wouldn't mind if I have a bite, would you?" Ghost asks as his fingers caress along your waist.