Chapter 185

Luckily, Summer Knight wasn’t seriously hurt—just a scraped elbow—but Alexander Barron still looked like his heart was cracking in two. He swept her up into his arms in one smooth motion, careful not to touch her injured arm. When she let out a quiet hiss of pain, his grip tightened instinctively. He was blaming himself again, over and over. Why couldn’t he protect the woman he loved? “I’m fine, Alex. Doesn’t even hurt that much, seriously. Don’t get so worked up,” Summer whispered softly against his ear, trying to reassure him. That one gentle sentence? It slammed right into his chest. The usually cold and composed Alexander almost looked like his eyes were misting over. He had to take a deep breath just to keep it together. Holding her tightly against him, he headed to the car, while Ethan Hart, who had rushed over, quickly got behind the wheel. They sped to the central hospital. Alexander charged into the ER still holding Summer, face full of panic. Ethan followed right behind, alon