A Special Summer(35)

Summer shivered from the intimate contact. She wondered if he was referring to her lips or the ice cream.

“Do you want some more?” Oh boy! Why did I ask this man that?

Summer did not flinch when Nick held her face between his large hands placing a soft kiss on her mouth.

“Sure, I’d love some more…ice cream.”

“Okay.” Summer whispered as she proceeded to feed Nick.

After she fed him, he removed the spoon and ice cream from her hands. “Here let me feed you now.” This went on back and forth, the two of them feeding each other until Summer had enough of the decadent treat. The last thing she wanted was a stomachache at two in the morning.

When she left the room to take the container and spoon into the kitchen, Nick wondered what in hell’s fire had come over him. He had lost his mind. The sole purpose of his visit was to invite her to dinner so they could talk, resolve some issues. Instead, he ended up bringing her ice cream and damn near seducing her. He had to get a grip. He was losing focus. He had to get out of there and away from Summer. She was too potent for her own good or his for that matter.

Disappointment washed over Summer as she came back into the living room. Nick was standing in the middle of the room with his coat on.

“You’re leaving?” She wanted him to stay just a little while longer. She was enjoying his company.

“Yeah, I have an early day tomorrow,” he lied as an excuse to leave.

“Oh.”

Nick noted the sadness in her voice. He pulled her to his chest in a hug as he rested his chin on top of her head.

Summer’s arms wrapped around his waist as she laid her head on his chest and inhaled his masculine scent.

“Oh, baby, don’t sound so sad.”

Summer remained silent; she didn’t want him to leave.

“How about having dinner with me on Friday night?”

“Okay.” Dinner, I can do that.

“There some things we need to discuss.” There he said it. He accomplished his purpose for calling and coming by her place.

Summer felt like she was doused with a bucket of cold water.

“Like what?” She asked as she pulled away from his embrace.

Tightening the embrace not letting her go, he told her, “Now is not the time to get into it. I’ll call you later in the week. Okay.”

“Okay, but Nick…”

“Summer.”

She knew the tone he used meant ‘don’t push me’ and she didn’t. “All right, Nick.”

Kissing her on the top of her head and patting her on the backside, he said, “Good. Now come on lock the door behind me.”

“Hey, boy!”

He winked at her. “Sorry, just couldn’t help myself.”

Pulling him by the hand toward the door, she shot back, “Yeah right. You know you meant to do it.”

Nick loosened his hand from Summer’s grip and led her in front so he could get a better view of her backside.

“Looks like it’s gotten fuller, rounder, wi−”

“Nick!” Summer yelled as she frowned at him. Dang! She knew she was huge but he didn’t have to rub it in her face.

“Oh, come on girl, don’t get all offended,” Nick teased.

“Whatever, Nick.” Summer flagged him, but really wanted to give him the finger as she waddled to the door.

Coming up behind her, he pointed to the floor. “Why is your stuff on the floor?” He hadn’t noticed the purse and pillow when he came in. There was a subtle change in his demeanor, no longer was he lighthearted.

“I had my childbirth class tonight. I just sort of dropped all my stuff there.”

Childbirth class? Doesn’t the father go to those classes? Who the hell went with her? “Who went with you?” Summer noted the tightness in his voice. But why? Was he jealous?

“Starr went with me. She’s my labor coach.”

Nick wanted to tell her if he’d any idea he was going to be a father he would’ve been her coach. Hell, he at least deserved that much. Instead he said good night and told her to be sure to lock the door behind him.

Oookay, bi-polar man.





Chapter 14




Sitting home alone all day was beginning to drive Summer insane. Several times a day she called Ava and Starr at work. She just had to know the latest gossip. Being put on hold numerous times was frustrating. She understood it was necessary; after all they were at work. Tired of their conversations being interrupted, Summer asked them to come over after work to sit with her for a minute. Happily, her friends agreed even though they’d just visited her three days ago. They knew she was bored out of her mind at home all day with nothing to do. She could watch only so many episodes of Maury and Jerry Springer after her soaps went off.