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“Duncan had never felt more powerfull than when Ghost trusted him enough to fall asleep beside him. And to know that Ghost felt the same way about it? He was so fucked.
Ghost's brow creased. "Do you? Want? I mean. That. With me?"
Damn Ghost for asking. And damn himself for this self-destructive stupidity. "Yes."
"I don't mean sex. I mean -"
"I know what you mean. Yes."
"But you don't want to. You wish you didn't."
"It would be easier not to want you. It would be safer. Probably better for my long-term mental health. But it's kind of moot. I do want you. It's not a choice."
"Then we can. Watch movies."
Duncan sighed. "No. I-" He didn't have the first clue how to say this if Ghost hadn't already figured it out.
"You can't plot to kill someone and then watch a movie with me. It doesn't work that way. I don't work that way.
Ghost considered that for a long time." Fine, I won't kill him. Even if that's the only way out. I won't."
"That's-" Duncan wasn't sure whether to be flattered or appalled. "Are you flirting with me by not murdering people?"
Ghost looked thoughtful. "Do you like it?”