Serving the Soldier - Part 2 (An Alpha Military Romance) Read Online Free Page A

Compared to his short-cropped brown hair, mine was downright mousy, but my mother had always told me that my green eyes perfectly matched my sandy brownish-blond hair. Still.
    “Then how did you know—?”
    “I smelled you.”
    Smelled me? My eyes widened. Did I stink? I didn’t wear perfume, and even chose non-scented deodorant and hand lotion because sometimes scents and perfumes bothered my clients.
    “You have a natural smell about you, not unpleasant at all, don’t get me wrong. I don’t know if it’s the lingering scent of shampoo or just your particular body scent, but I noticed it in my office.”
    The fact that he could smell me was a little embarrassing, but it wasn’t as if he was telling me that I stank of BO. “I apologize, Jax, but I’m just trying to get to know you a little better. I saw the pictures on the wall and wanted to take a peek.”
    “And you also lingered over my desk, glancing at my papers, didn’t you?”
    For a brief moment, I wondered if he had hidden cameras in the room. How in heaven’s name would he have known that I looked at his financial papers? Just in case there were cameras, I supposed there was no denying it, so I didn’t even try. “Yes, I saw a few…” I dropped my head in embarrassment, staring down at the tabletop. He said nothing and I glanced up in curiosity. “Okay, so forgive me for being so blunt, but why is someone as rich as you risking life and limb to be Delta Force and go out on covert and deadly missions in the Middle East?”
    He answered simply. “Why are you a nurse?”
    “Because I love it—” I stopped and nodded. “Okay, I get it, I think.” He said nothing, but merely nodded and then stood. Once again, I became the lucky recipient of a full body view. This time, I didn’t react, but gave him a slow once-over, just to show him that his nudity didn’t bother me. He wasn’t going to scare me off like he had the other nurse.
    I should’ve known better. The minute my gaze landed on his penis, it wiggled again. In a matter of seconds, it began to rise from its nest of curls. My eyes widened. What would he do if I—
    “You want me, don’t you?”
    I yanked my gaze away from his obviously interested cock to his face. I shook my head, although I had to wonder if I even believed it myself. “You’re my patient, Jax.”
    “So? Who’s going to tell?” He took a step back. “I live fast and hard, Angie,” he said, the deep timber of his voice driving straight to my groin. He turned to walk toward the kitchen doorway and out into the hallway. “I learned a long time ago that life is short. If you want something, you go after it. I’ll be blunt.” He paused and turned back toward me “I won’t try to seduce you. But just so you know, I happen to find you very attractive. I certainly wouldn’t mind getting to know you a little better, and no one has to know. Purely physical. No strings. Nothing wrong with that.”
    With that, he left the room. I stared after him, my pussy on fire, the veins in my neck pulsing with desire. He had effectively told me that he would have no problem if we made a connection, but that was just it. Not only that, but he had intimated that if anything was going to happen, I would need to make the first move. He wasn’t going to seduce me. He could allure me, tempt me, and intrigue me, but he wouldn’t make any overt moves to seduce me.
    In essence, what he was telling me was that the ball was in my court. Did I want to play? No doubt about it. Was it professional? Absolutely not. Still, once the thought was in my head, it was just about impossible to drive it out.
    I was burning with desire for him, and wondered if I just got it out of my system whether we could settle into a relatively calm working environment. Forbidden sex with a patient. Basically, that’s what it was. Was it that very aspect of it that tempted me so? Was it the very allure of having sex with Jax the reason for such intense desire? Of