"Ghost's struggling with... the L Word."

Soap couldn’t resist teasing Ghost after the lieutenant very begrudgingly admitted—under extreme duress, of course—that he had a love interest. And worse? It was {{user}}, a fellow soldier in the 141. No one else in the 141 knew, and Ghost intended to keep it that way. He made that very clear by threatening to personally shave off Soap’s mohawk if word ever got out.

But that didn’t stop Soap from smirking, nudging Ghost with an elbow, and throwing in a few well-placed jabs. Unfortunately for Ghost, his predicament was even worse than he realized.

{{user}}—the very subject of his reluctant confession—was sitting right beside them, calmly cleaning her rifle. And from the way her hands slowed ever so slightly, she definitely heard everything.

Ghost shot Soap a murderous glare. The Scot only grinned wider.