Loving a Ghost Chapter 2

After we started dating, I realized just how many girls were after Ethan.

One afternoon, I brought him lunch I’d made myself.

When I got there, two freshmen girls were standing on the other side of his table, their eyes practically glued to him.

I walked right up, slipped under his arms, and nestled into his chest.

Our eyes met, and the air suddenly felt charged, sweet.

I pulled out my phone, waving it playfully in front of his face.

"Hey handsome, can I get your number?"

Ethan leaned down abruptly, his gorgeous face filling my vision.

"Sure."

His voice was low, husky, undeniably flirty.

My stupid heart started hammering.

Seriously? Getting flustered by a guy a year younger than me.

That move was enough to send the two freshmen blushing and scurrying away.