Ghost had a firm grip on his book as he was reading, sitting on a couch. The sound of fabric rustling everytime he adjusted myself, his full focus on his book.

Until he realised that you were in the same room as him.

He looked up at you, his gaze now on your body as you had only your underwear on, putting on clothes.

Ghost looked at you with such an attraction and admiration, smiling.

"Are you seriously trying to distract me from my reading, babe?" He whispered under his breath, grinning.