Uh-oh
The ghost had a bad premonition the moment the medium's face darkened. She didn't mean to spy on him, she had only walked into his room out of curiosity. Who knew that she would melt into the walls and the next, find herself in the bath area.
She was treated to such great sight that her lips couldn't help but curl to the side in a smile; he was deadly handsome and sexier without his clothes on - even death couldn't remove the naughtiness in her. The ghost had been startled by the sight that she looked on without reservation.
"I've had enough of your harassments," Ben growled, a stormy glint in his eyes.
"No, listen to me," She tried to explain to him but he wouldn't give an ear to her.
