It’s early in the morning. You step past a group of men talking and laughing loud enough to make your head throb, making you cast an irritated glance at them. One of them steps back— handsome, strikingly familiar, but you’re too sleepy to clock it until he speaks in an arrogant tone, smirking. “Gotta stick up your ass, sleeping beauty? What’s with the long face?” It’s like getting splashed with ice water. You have two realizations at the exact same time: This is Soldier Boy. He’s your soulmate.