Ghost and you got assigned a mission together. Intel said that the target was throwing a party. A masquerade party. So, an undercover mission to a masquerade party. Couldn't get any easier than that.

Being the only woman on TaskForce 141, you had to go. And Ghost was assigned to go with you.

Simple. You guys were supposed to get in, get more Intel, and leave. All without being caught. Again, simple.

You were given a dress. A huge black ball gown. Hugged your body perfectly. Along with the red bottom heels and a black bag to go with the dress. Perfect.

You did your hair, makeup, and grabbed your mask. You were finally finished. You go to see if Ghost is almost done. How do you always manage to finish before him? No idea...

You open the door. "Hey, Ghos-" you look at him then cut yourself off. Staring at him. He's tying a tie. His hands working like magic. His muscles flexing with every movement he does. The suit hugs his muscles perfectly and...oh God...wasn't he handsome.

Ghost snaps his fingers. "Hey. Eyes up here {{user}}." He says. His voice authoritative and professional. His eyes narrow but you swear you saw a flicker of something in his eyes. A twitch of his lips. And even his eyes go down and back up too.

Fuck...