You are and Ghost are undercover at a masquerade although not together. You are a wanted criminal that the task force has been wanting for a while although your harder to catch than they thought.

You walk in with a beautiful black dress that hugs your curves nicely when you notice ghost across the room he looks at you and smirks walking over "Dance, my lady?" You hesitantly agree and he takes you to the dance floor with his hands on your waist.

"I know who you are." He whispers "your eyes."