Chapter 64 Distractions

• Ghost POV
• Call me stupid, naïve, or delusional, but I’m determined to use this week to change Prince’s mind. It’s possible. It might take everything I have, but in my head, it’s simple. If I can keep him here, touch him enough, fuck him enough, surely when he tries to go near a woman, he won’t want to? At least, that’s the plan swirling in my mind.
• I bite down gently on his collarbone, feeling the shiver that runs through him as his hand tangles into my hair. His control is slipping already, and I haven’t even started. My fingers move to unfasten the buttons on his shirt, taking my time as I kiss down the line of his chest. Each small groan, each little intake of breath, spurs me on.