Alpha Hero - Hope Ford Page 0,5

focused on her body.

When I hear her small scream and she grabs onto my shoulder with one arm, I instinctively grab on to her. I’m holding onto her and I know it’s wildly inappropriate because I’m pretty sure I’m holding her ass in one hand and the side of her boob in the other.

Her hot breath is on my chest and she tries to pull away, but I don’t let her. Somehow, she must have held on to the razor, because she shuts it off. “I’m so sorry. I lost my balance on the stool.”

I know I’m an ass, but I squeeze my hands, molding them into her soft curves. She gasps and I barely restrain myself from squeezing again. I can feel my body reacting to her and relief fills me. I had wondered if everything was still in working order or not. Even in the hospital when the nurses sponge-bathed me, there was no reaction. Well, now, my body is burning up and I can feel my cock thickening in my jeans. “It’s okay.”

She pulls away from me, and after making sure she’s steady, I reluctantly let her go. She quickly finishes shaving me and goes through all the information to help me shower. She rushes out of the bathroom then and I know I should have apologized to her. Plus, fuck, I’m sure she doesn’t want some blind man groping her. Hell, she could be married for all I know. Fuck.

4

Jane

I run from the room but stop myself when I get to the hallway. I know that regardless of the feelings I have coursing through my veins, I need to make sure I’m close by to help him if he needs it.

I walk back into the bedroom and listen to the shower running in the next room. When I walked in and he’d taken his shirt off, I almost demanded he put it back on. But instead, I sucked it up and tried to be professional. I mean, it makes sense for him to take his shirt off before he shaves. But when I got my first glance of his muscled chest and the tattoos on his shoulders, I could feel my panties melting in my scrubs. My heart was racing and even now, it feels like it’s going to beat through my chest. But that’s probably because when I was about to fall and he caught me with his rough hands on me, it took everything in me to pull out of his embrace.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I get lost in thought until it comes to mind that he’s been in there for a long time.

I knock on the door. “Mack, you okay?”

“God, yes!” he groans.

Alarmed, I put my hand on the knob. “You don’t sound okay. I’m coming in.”

“No! Don’t come in.” His voice is husky and filled with emotion.

I am about to open the door until I listen closely and a thought fills my head. He’s jacking off in the shower. Images of his hand wrapped around his girth and water sluicing down his body fills my mind. The noises are now obviously from his jacking motions in the wet shower. I press my ear to the door and think, Surely he’s not doing that. Not with me standing right out here.

I know right when he comes. His groan is loud and it’s like a grizzly bear is behind the door. And right before the groan ends, I hear him mutter my name. “Jane.”

My heart stops and my hand covers my mouth. Oh my God, was he jacking off because of me? No way. I look down at my full figure in my hot pink scrubs. There’s no way that was meant for me. But maybe. He doesn’t know what I look like… maybe.

I hear him flip the shower off and I move away from the door. When I hear him get out safely, I walk into the hallway and close the door until there’s only a crack left in case he needs me.

I try to control my ragged breaths. I try to convince myself that I didn’t just hear what I thought I heard, but I’m pretty sure I’m right. The sound of my name as he grunted it is forever engrained into my head. I’m leaning with my head against the wall in the hallway when I hear the cane hit the door, and then it opens.

“You…” I clear my throat. “You doing okay?”

His cheeks are ruddy, but it