Serving the Soldier - Part 2 (An Alpha Military Romance) by Helen Grey Page A

luck, I’d end up scalding myself. Or worse, his beautiful cock.
    “No,” I said. “The coffee was for you.”
    I left the kitchen, shaking my head, surprised at myself. Would I be able to spend more than five minutes at a time in the same room with the guy without getting all horny? This was ridiculous! I haven’t been here two days, and I was already so flustered and off my game that I began to wonder if I’d be able to do my job properly.
    I decided that I’d better call Nancy at some point today and ask about his former nurse. I also needed to give her an update. Of course, I wasn’t going to tell her everything , but at this point, I wasn’t quite sure how all this was going to turn out.
    I didn’t hear Jax moving around the house, but then again, I didn’t really expect to. I went into my room, leaving the door open as I sat down, pulled a small pad and pen out of my purse, and put together a shopping list. Just the basics, some possible ideas for dinner, and a few things for lunch, plus some fruit, chips, and snacks. I wasn’t sure what Jax liked to eat, but anyone in prime condition like he was probably wasn’t big on junk food. Then again, what did I know? I probably should’ve asked. To be honest with myself, I could do with a bit of junk food.
    When I got stressed, I turned to junk; salty, sweet, sour, it didn’t matter. I went into ‘grazing mode’, munching on anything that was handy from potato chips to Ding Dong’s to ice cream. I had a feeling I would need to stock up on those, and make use of Jax’s swimming pool so I didn’t pack on the pounds.
    My shopping list completed, I went in search of Jax to let him know I was leaving. I didn’t find him in his room, nor in his office, and thank God, not swimming naked in the pool. I went into the kitchen and left him a note that I had gone shopping, wrote down the time I left, and then looked in the small dish that he said held the keys to the SUV. I found them and opened the door that led from the kitchen to the garage, surprised to find two obviously new vehicles parked inside the three-car garage. One was a black SUV, the other a gray sedan.
    I clicked the button on the key remote and heard the doors of the black SUV unlock. As I climbed up into the seat and adjusted it, I glanced up and saw the garage door opener attached to the visor. I pushed it and the garage door slowly opened, section by section. I put the key into the ignition and started the SUV, smiling at the responding purr. It was a gorgeous vehicle, and the dashboard reminded me somewhat of an instrument panel that should belong to an airplane, not a car. After making sure I knew where the windshield wipers were located, just in case, I put the car in reverse and backed out of the garage.
    I had decided to wait until I got to the store to call Nancy. I didn’t want Jax to hear me asking a bunch of questions about him. The SUV had a GPS system, but I didn’t know how to use one, so I just followed the road from his house until I turned onto William Hilton Parkway which hugged the seaboard side of the island.
    I drove along, taking my time, and eventually came to the Shelter Cove Town Center, which had a number of restaurants, department stores, a bank, and a supermarket. One of these days, I would have to explore the entire island. I knew I would find numerous resorts, spas, golf courses, and of course, waterways and rivers dotting the island.
    I turned into the parking lot, found a space, and parked. Before I got out, I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and dialed Nancy’s number.
    “Williams Nursing Agency.”
    “Nancy, it’s me,” I said in a rush.
    “Angie,” she said, sounding pleased to hear from me. “How’s it going?”
    As I talked to her, I allowed my gaze to watch shoppers coming and going, willing the normalness of other people’s lives to transfer to mine. I took a deep breath, and I gave her a brief rundown. “In a nutshell, he likes to walk around