Chapter 35

Summer Knight’s expression turned icy. Without a moment’s hesitation,she pushed the plate of Oven Baked Ribs James had offered toward the center of the table. The whole table fell silent. James’s face in particular turned an ugly shade of red. But Summer didn’t bat an eye. She lifted her chin proudly and shot him a look of utter disdain. “Sorry,but I don’t eat Oven Baked Ribs anymore.” Then she turned to Alexander Barron. His deep, unreadable eyes held a flicker of curiosity and doubt. It was okay if he didn’t fully believe her yet. They had a whole lifetime ahead. Summer gave him a silly, radiant grin that lit up her whole face. “You know what they say—‘Love me, love my dog.’Well, I’m marrying my big bro, so from now on, I like whatever he likes—like the sea bass he ordered!” She gestured toward the expertly prepared Mediterranean sea bass on Alexander's plate. She then picked up a clean fork, speared a perfectly deboned piece of her own fish, and brought it directly to his lips, beam