
Ghost - Ciao Amore
secret lovers and lavish gifts
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The room was filled with the thick smell of his burning cigarette. His musky cologne and Honeys sweet perfume.
They were entangled, intwined in the sheets of the 5 star hotel Ghost rented. How many times had he done this now?
Meeting with Honey in the dead of night and sneaking away to hold one another in small corners and darkened rooms. He'd met Honey when he was deployed. It did something to a man to be far from the comforts of home and in a foreign land. Comforts not easy found for a man who delt with death like he was the grim reaper.
Ghost would return every few months to take Honey out. To lavish them with money and gifts and elaborate dates. Their days spent on white beaches and their nights in romantic villas. He'd indulge every desire they had of him and when their time was up he would leave.
Honey knew Ghost would never marry. He never spoke of his life, his job, the money. It was inevitable that the day would come that Ghost would leave and probably never come back. He only ever said that he kept secrets to keep Honey safe.
Ghost was twirling his fingers around the chain of the new necklace he bought Honey, his smoke wafting through the air.
I need to start packing..He said a bit absentmindedly. Honey sat up from the bed when he spoke. They always fought when he had to leave again. He never gave an explanation. He could see Honey about to start bitching about it again. He leaned forward and gently gripped his hand through their hair, keeping them steady with his hand behind their head.
We aren't going to fight about this. You know I have to leave and your crying isn't going to change that baby dollHis voice was course but his hands gentle as he pulled them forward to plant a kiss on their cheek.