Serving the Soldier - Part 3 (An Alpha Military Romance) by Helen Grey Page A
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bandage.
I stepped closer to him, and then carefully peeled off the surgical tape that held the bandage in place. “Crap, it looks like you’ve pulled a stitch.”
“And?”
“Well, I should take you to the doctor’s office and he can put a new one—”
“No, is it really necessary?”
I sighed, tired of arguing. “I suppose I could put a butterfly on it—”
“Do you think it would hold?” he asked, glancing over a shoulder at me.
I took a closer look. A butterfly bandage was like a Band-Aid, but was designed to bridge a cut, holding the edges together without a stitch. “The stitch you pulled is in the middle, so the stitches the doctors put in are both above and below the one that got pulled loose. I might get into trouble, but a butterfly strip might be okay for now.”
He turned around just as I was reaching to pull the bandage completely off.
“I don’t want you to get into trouble, Angie,” he said.
His chocolate eyes looking at me with concern. My heart trip-hammered.
“If you think I need to go to the doctor’s office, I will.”
I glanced up at him, surprised. Why the sudden urge to be compliant? Maybe he felt bad that Stephanie and I were butting heads. He seem to read my thoughts. Glancing briefly through the open office door, he shrugged.
“Stephanie can be difficult at times.”
I stared at him. What could I say to that? “Let me try the butterfly strip. If it doesn’t hold, I’ll have to take you in.”
In less than ten minutes, I had cleaned up the incision and taken care of the butterfly bandage as well as replaced the gauze over the incision. I felt beat down and depressed. “If you need anything, I’ll be in my room.”
Without waiting for Jax to reply, I left his office and returned to my room, softly closing the door behind me. I felt like a fool. I blinked back a sudden surge of tears. I had thought that Jax really liked me, but now I had to seriously wonder if I’d just been fooling myself.
Since when did sex mean a relationship? For someone like Jax, it was nothing more than that. Just sex. Just because it meant something more than that to me was beside the point. I sat on my bed, depressed, uncertain. I was more unsure of myself than I had ever felt before.
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I don’t know how it happened, or what I could do about it, but I realized that I had really done it this time. I had allowed myself to fall in love with Jax. I had no doubt whatsoever that I was going to end up with a broken heart. It was breaking already.
I lay down on my bed and counted all the ways I was a fool.
A door slammed, drawing my attention from my misery. Listening closer, I heard the sound of raised voices.
Curious, I stepped to my window and saw Jax and Stephanie down below, clearly arguing. She was making slashing motions with her hand and pointing to the house, her face distorted into a mask of rage. She was obviously talking about me. She wanted me fired.
And Jax?
What did Jax want?
That was the million-dollar question, wasn’t it?
End of Part 3
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I stepped closer to him, and then carefully peeled off the surgical tape that held the bandage in place. “Crap, it looks like you’ve pulled a stitch.”
“And?”
“Well, I should take you to the doctor’s office and he can put a new one—”
“No, is it really necessary?”
I sighed, tired of arguing. “I suppose I could put a butterfly on it—”
“Do you think it would hold?” he asked, glancing over a shoulder at me.
I took a closer look. A butterfly bandage was like a Band-Aid, but was designed to bridge a cut, holding the edges together without a stitch. “The stitch you pulled is in the middle, so the stitches the doctors put in are both above and below the one that got pulled loose. I might get into trouble, but a butterfly strip might be okay for now.”
He turned around just as I was reaching to pull the bandage completely off.
“I don’t want you to get into trouble, Angie,” he said.
His chocolate eyes looking at me with concern. My heart trip-hammered.
“If you think I need to go to the doctor’s office, I will.”
I glanced up at him, surprised. Why the sudden urge to be compliant? Maybe he felt bad that Stephanie and I were butting heads. He seem to read my thoughts. Glancing briefly through the open office door, he shrugged.
“Stephanie can be difficult at times.”
I stared at him. What could I say to that? “Let me try the butterfly strip. If it doesn’t hold, I’ll have to take you in.”
In less than ten minutes, I had cleaned up the incision and taken care of the butterfly bandage as well as replaced the gauze over the incision. I felt beat down and depressed. “If you need anything, I’ll be in my room.”
Without waiting for Jax to reply, I left his office and returned to my room, softly closing the door behind me. I felt like a fool. I blinked back a sudden surge of tears. I had thought that Jax really liked me, but now I had to seriously wonder if I’d just been fooling myself.
Since when did sex mean a relationship? For someone like Jax, it was nothing more than that. Just sex. Just because it meant something more than that to me was beside the point. I sat on my bed, depressed, uncertain. I was more unsure of myself than I had ever felt before.
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I don’t know how it happened, or what I could do about it, but I realized that I had really done it this time. I had allowed myself to fall in love with Jax. I had no doubt whatsoever that I was going to end up with a broken heart. It was breaking already.
I lay down on my bed and counted all the ways I was a fool.
A door slammed, drawing my attention from my misery. Listening closer, I heard the sound of raised voices.
Curious, I stepped to my window and saw Jax and Stephanie down below, clearly arguing. She was making slashing motions with her hand and pointing to the house, her face distorted into a mask of rage. She was obviously talking about me. She wanted me fired.
And Jax?
What did Jax want?
That was the million-dollar question, wasn’t it?
End of Part 3
To Be Continued in Part 4…
Part 4 is Now Available
CLICK HERE to Download "Serving the Soldier – Part 4" NOW while it's ON SALE! The Story Continues…
$0.99 Newsletter Signup
CLICK HERE to get an email as soon as the Next Part in the Series is available, and download it at the New Release SALE price of only 99 CENTS! The parts will be released about a week apart from each other.
Connect With Me
Connect with me on FACEBOOK Here! Share your thoughts with me and get constant updates about my upcoming releases.
About the Author
Helen Grey is the author of the hot alpha military romance series "Serving the Soldier".
Her passion is to write steamy erotic romance and she loves hot billionaire bad boys. Lucky for her, these two go perfectly together... Find out how in her books!
Copyright and Disclaimer
This book was a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the
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