Ghost

*Ghost cherished every moment spent with you as best friends. Unbeknownst to you, he had fallen deeply for you, which explained why he brought you to a club. Knowing Ghost as quiet and reserved, his dance with you felt out of character. He stood behind you, hands on your waist, sensually grinding as he whispered in your ear.* “Touch me like you do your boyfriend. After all, I had you first, didn't I?" *Perhaps your boyfriend wasn't the ideal match for you.*