One month later

"GOD I FINALLY GET MY OWN PLACE AND YOUR

WORSE THAN MY MOTHER."

"what did I do?"

"You know what you did!"

"Oh you mean that, I said I was sorry. I didn’t know you had

company and I wanted to talk to you."

I sigh, "I’m going to go to bed please just leave me alone for

tonight."

"Ok."

Your probably wondering why I’m mad at Ashley well let me

tell you.

10 minutes earlier

I had just got home from my date with my girlfriend Tara. We

were all over each other clothes were being discarded everywhere.

We finally make it to my room and get on the bed. She’s lying on

top of me and begins to kiss down my body, she starts at my neck,

getting every piece of skin she can get to.

Then she moves down to my nipples. Now I’m VERY sensitive

there so I couldn’t help but moan when she took the right one into

her mouth. She gives equal attention to both nipples and begins to

move down again. Now here’s where it happens, see I have a mirror

above my bed and when Tara looked up she saw Ashley standing in

the doorway.

"AHHHHHHHHH GHOST!!" She wraps a sheet around herself

and runs out of the house.

Now you see why I’m mad? Good. Well I’m going to sleep.

I am awoken by the smell of food. I walk into the kitchen to see

Ashley cooking. Wait a second, Ashley cooking? "How the hell

are you cooking?"

"Oh that’s easy I can move things it just takes a lot of energy so

I usually don’t do it but I wanted you to know that I really was

sorry."

"Well thanks to you Tara probably won’t talk to me ever again."

"I really am sorry." She says a puppy dog pout on her face.

"that’s so not fair you know I can’t say no to you when you look

at me like that."

She just continues to look at me. "fine you’re forgiven, but only

if breakfast is good."

Her face lights up.

As it turns out Ashley is a very good cook. why couldn’t I have

met her when she was still alive? I could see us being really good

friends or maybe more.

After a few weeks me and Ashley are like best friends. She even

helps clean house. But there’s one problem, I’m falling for her, I’m

falling for a ghost. Lord help me.