Chapter 63

Living room. The more Summer Knight thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She got up and said, “Big bro, you chill here, I’ll go check it out.” But before she could move, Alexander Barron gently tugged her hand and pulled her right back into his arms. “How about you don’t cause chaos in the kitchen? We’re guests, just sit tight.” Honestly, neither of them could cook, going in would just mess things up for William Frost and Grace Hill. “You don’t love me anymore, do you…” Really? He just told her she’d be a bother? Summer puffed up her cheeks, plopped down in defeat, and pouted like someone had just stolen her candy. Head down, she looked completely wronged. “Hey, stop talking nonsense like that.” How could Alexander resist that look? He hugged her tighter, planting kisses like crazy, and whispered softly, “You gotta understand, there’s no one on this planet who loves you more than I do, for real.” “Then why’d you say I’d just mess things up in the kitchen?” She was totally sulkin