Serving the Soldier - Part 3 (An Alpha Military Romance) Read Free Page A

also be serious when he needed to be.
    “Oh God,” I sighed. Was I falling for Jax Andrews? Just what I needed.
    I laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, wondering what he was doing there in his office. Was he still naked or had he actually put some clothes on?

Chapter 2
    I must’ve dozed off because the sound of male laughter suddenly jolted me awake. I lay on my bed, my arms crossed behind my head. For a minute, I just listened to the sound of the laughter and felt a slight surge of envy. It had never been particularly easy for me to make friends, and my job and the erratic hours left little time for socializing with the few that I did have.
    I heaved myself off the bed and decided I better go downstairs, hoping that Jax had not felt obligated to warm up the gumbo I had prepared, nor set the table and everything else involved. I shouldn’t a fallen asleep in the first place.
    Wearing a pair of snug but not overly tight capris that ended just below the knee and a white, sleeveless linen top, I took a quick glance at myself in the bathroom mirror, straightened my hair, and then left my room. I wandered downstairs in my bare feet. Not exactly my usual nurse’s uniform, but Jax certainly didn’t seem to mind.
    I heard voices carrying from the kitchen and ventured down the hallway. I felt a little nervous intruding, but then straightened my shoulders. Rounding the door, I nearly bumped into the back of one of the biggest men I’d ever seen.
    “Oh!” I gasped. “So sorry about that, I wasn’t expecting anybody to be standing right there.”
    The man was even taller than Jax. Short cropped black hair, heavy black eyebrows, and a rugged face, which at the moment sported a black eye, a split lip, and a grin. I stared up into his dark brown eyes as he bent down, hands on his hips, and pretended to inspect every aspect of my face.
    “Jax, is this your new nurse? Or is she someone you haven’t told us about?”
    I schooled my expression. “Hello, I’m—”
    “She’s my new nurse,” Jax said, sitting at the kitchen table with another man. That one was also sitting, so I couldn’t see how tall he was, but he was very broad in the shoulders, with a square jaw, what looked to be a boxer’s broken nose, and huge, bulging biceps. His hands rested on top of the table, folded as if he were saying grace.
    “Angie, I’d like you to meet Jakob Frisch, the goliath hovering over you at the moment, and this is Henry Reston.” He gestured toward the far side of the kitchen near the garage door. “You remember Michael.”
    I was just beginning to offer polite smiles to Jakob and Henry when I turned my head to find Michael leaning casually against the door leading into the garage. “Hello Michael, it’s nice to see you again.” He nodded and I turned my gaze back to Jakob. “Nice to meet you,” I said, holding out my hand. To my surprise, he took it gently in his. My hand nearly disappeared. His skin was warm and rough. He turned my hand over, bent even lower and kissed the back of my hand. I lifted an eyebrow.
    “Jax gets all the luck,” he muttered, accompanied with a wink.
    I stepped past the huge bulk that was Jakob and nodded at Henry, who was watching me with curiosity. His gaze strayed from me to Jax and back again.
    “Pleased to meet you, Angie,” Henry said. “You just ignore all of these guys, who don’t have the manners of pigs.” I gasped in surprise and then realized he was teasing. “If you want the company of a gentleman, might I suggest myself,” he said, leaning back in his chair and placing his hand against his chest. “I, unlike the others gathered in this room, know how to treat a lady like a lady.”
    I smiled and watched as the others engaged in a round of teasing, accompanied with good-natured insults. I didn’t know what else to call it. I had never been around so much testosterone in my life. Every single one of these guys was a magnificent example of the male physique. I