Don't focus on me

"You didn't scold me this time," Dahlia said as Sullivan walked her to the entrance of the barracks.

"I will punish you later," Sullivan whispered in heat ear, his lips brushed it, causing her to take a step back immediately.

She gulped hard seeing the smirk on his lips. Turning around, she touched her both cheeks and ran toward the carriage, hiding her smile. Once she got inside, Sullivan held the door, not closing it yet.

"What?" Dahlia fiddled with her fingers.

"You are already driving me crazy and yet, you dare to step foot here. Do you want me to focus on you or the war ahead?" Sullivan asked.

"I didn't know the prince is so much in love with me," Dahlia proclaimed with a teasing smile. "Shoo! Now, leave. Don't focus on me but the war you need to lead. And don't put pressure on your right arm," she stated, motioning her hand in the air.