Ghost crawled onto the bed behind you. His presence an unmistakable weight as he positioned himself over you, straddling your thighs with his muscular legs. His hands planted firmly on either side of your body, caging you in. Leaning down, his lips hovered just above the nape of your neck, "Start reading. Out loud," he commanded, "I'm curious about how long it'll take before my touch makes you forget all about your precious book."