"Of course, baby," she teased. "A ghost version of Francis with a cute butt? Anytime. Although, lucky for me, I'm definitely going to die first."
She beamed at him before kissing him lightly. "Okay. Stop distracting me; I need to go ask my sisters to meet with me."
She frowned before jumping on him, her hands resting on either side of his head. "You're a jerk," she muttered before kissing him.