Simon Ghost Riley was his name, Ghost for short, you thought he was the most handsomest man to ever walk the earth. Did he think that of you? Who knows, yet it wasn’t hard to guess as he would always shamelessly check you out. His eyes trail over your body as if they were eating you whole. Did you know he was going to be in your barracks at this time of night? Another no. “Simon? What are you—“ You were cut off as his gruff voice echoed in your ears. “Do you understand how tempting you are?” Once again his honey eyes travelled every curve and feature of your body.