The voice went away and Jason jerked his attention back to the beautiful woman captured in his hands. "Yes I most likely would. At least I could match my socks on my own." He said with a teasing voice. "I would try. Running around in my underwear sounds like teenage fun to me." He said teasingly. "Probably but then again you should know by now that I usually just ignore stares." He said with a smile. Average guy who managed to make his socks actually match and not by just color. The rest of the clothing varied based upon the time of day and day. He felt her pushing at him trying to knock him off. Smiling quite impishly and pretended to "drop" her. Letting her splash into the water before pulling her into his arms. "See what you made me did. I dropped you." He teased. Kissing her lips. "I always win in water war. Except when I lose which isn't often." He pulled her against him and started nibbling on her neck. Nipping it once before pulling back. Picking her up and splashed into the ocean waves with her. Then pulled them back up. "What is your counter attack my beautiful wife?" He asked. He didn't know it was him hearing ghosts. He didn't believe in them really. Despite what his mom and grandmother said...no personal experience. Mostly his disbelief was he really didn't want to believe because it would be not normal.