'I've been alarmed since the moment you arrived'
As soon as the words leave his mouth he regrets them. How can her have a chance with her? There's a reason he told Miles he'd never spoken to her. Because Miles, observant bugger that he is, would have known something was up.
Kitty, or rather, Miss Trevelyan, hadn't really reacted at all. She did have a very good poker face, it was no wonder Miles wanted to make her smile at him. He'd seen her smile at patients, seen her calm them and care for them in ways he'd never expect from such a gentle looking clearly well-bred woman. It was obvious why the other two VADs weren't married, one too young and far too chatty and the other, though not unattractive was very old maid-ish though she couldn't be past thirty. Kitty on the other hand… he shook himself. Miss Trevelyan was beautiful and, as far as he could see, everything one might want in a wife. He'd heard of some problems at the start, she'd been on probation for speaking up against Matron but really that took guts and now she was perfectly well behaved, especially if you ignored the flashes of temper in her eyes. Which of course he did, only to have them reappear in his dreams. He was lucky Miles was such a nocturnal golfer, he was never there when Thomas woke gasping with Kitty's proud gaze etched in his mind.
He'd done well at avoiding her after the beach incident and then there they were in the supply hut, alone. Miles would probably have tried to push his luck, knowing Miss Trevelyan, he'd have come away with a slapped face but still. Miles would have been able to make a joke out of it. All of it. Sometimes he wished he were Miles. That he didn't care for anything and that life was just a joke. He supposed if you'd never had to fight for anything then nothing seemed necessary to fight for. But he wasn't Miles, he'd had to fight. He was dour and serious and not of the right class and always thinking about Miss Trevelyan. Actually that might be one of the only things he had in common with Miles, he thought with a wry smile. How could he compete with Miles though? Next to him, what woman would give anyone else a second glance?