You had been in Task Force 141 as a sergeant for about a year now, you had gotten to know everyone quite well, specifically one person in particular. Simon Riley, also known as Ghost to others, but not to you. Not after the intimate nights you shared, promising each other that it was just a stress relief, a friends with benefits situation.

Over the past few months you had gone on a few dates here and there, trying to find the right guy. Yet everytime they turned out to be a bunch of douchebags, and everytime you crawled back to Simon for a 'stress reliever'.

After another intimate night, you sat up quickly, already getting dressed again which was unusual for you. Simon sat up slightly confused, his body bare and the sheets only covering his lower half as he leaned against the headboard with a smirk.

"Where are you going in such a hurry eh?"

You looked back at him and with a shrug you told him you had a date in a few hours and you had to get ready. Simon clearly didn't like that and his brows furrowed as he scratched his stubbled chin.

"A date? Thought you were mine. For my eyes only... we have this thing going on here and you're going out with other men?"