It'll Come Naturally

"Colonel, what happened here?" Kevin asked, looking at the injured soldiers. Seeing Daisy was bleeding again, he felt sorry for her.

"I'm fine. I just had a competition with Hank." Daisy answered him indifferently with a faint smile. The pain in her arm was reminding her how hard that punch was.

"What's wrong with him? Why is he so keen on competing with you?" Kevin didn't like Hank's narrow-mindedness. 'A man holding a grudge against a woman. Who does that?'

"Who knows? He's an odd duck, and always forces his will on others." Hank had competed with Daisy many times, but never won. Nonetheless, he kept trash talking her, saying she hadn't obtained her military rank through hard work. Of course, it wasn't true, but she didn't know why he thought like that.

"Ignore him. Let's go! I'll take you to the infirmary and have the wound bandaged again. If it keeps re-opening, the wound will never heal." Kevin knew that some people had problems with Daisy privately, but Hank was the first to make a public spectacle of his problems.

"I can go by myself. It's just a small injury. You go back to your work." Daisy didn't want to bother him with such a small wound. With the war game approaching, he had to be as busy as she was.

"Fine. Take care. Watch that. You don't want it to get infected." Kevin didn't insist, although he never stopped caring about her. He didn't want to pressure her.

let's go." Daisy nodded at Kevin and walked

a bit. Watching her back, he thought, 'Daisy, I'm getting married tomorrow. I'll have my own family. Everything between us will be bygones. I won't express my

to Leena, he resolved to be faithful to their marriage and responsible for Leena. He would bury

come tomorrow?' He wasn't sure. No reasonable girl would think that a total stranger

he wanted to

to be stitched up again, since it kept re-opening. It hurt like hell, maybe because Edward wasn't around to kiss it and make it better. Maybe she was being unreasonable. It was just a small injury. Why did she rely on him so

tenderness, his rage, the jasmine fragrance on his body, and the sense of security when she was in his arms.

phone rang, he had just turned the TV off. When he saw the caller ID, his

honey, everything OK?" He asked gently and

feelings. This was the first time she had expressed her feelings for him. She wanted him to know she cared about him, she missed him