A Special Summer (Love Conquers All) by Victoria Wells Read Free Book Online Page A

the doorbell.
    When her foot hit the last step, Summer swore, this girl has lost her ever-loving mind. Waddling over to the door, snatching it open she began tearing into Ava.
    “Girl, are you cra−”
    Immediate disbelief, panic, terror, and then fear overtook Summer as her heart begin to wildly pump in her chest. Her first instinct was to slam the door shut, and pray he’d go away.
    Nick must have sensed what Summer was thinking, her reaction to him was frightening to say the least. Her facial features transformed from one of annoyance to fear within milliseconds. Quickly, he wedged his foot in the doorway and with one strong arm pushed the door open before she could shut it.
    With all her might she tried to close the door. But her body and the little life in her womb betrayed her. Her arms suddenly had no strength as she pushed against the door that wouldn’t
    budge. A sudden sharp kick to the ribs left Summer gasping for air, and releasing her hold on the
    door sending her awkwardly stumbling backwards.
    Stalking forward while simultaneously slamming the door shut with his foot, Nick couldn’t believe his eyes. He had to be seeing an illusion, a vision, or a dream. This can’t be.
    Summer jumped and took a step back at the sound of the slamming door. Advancing another step toward her, he wore an incredulous expression as his eyes roamed her from head to toe. He couldn’t believe it. Summer was pregnant! Pregnant!
    Retreating back another step, Summer’s mind was racing. Maybe I can make it to my bedroom if I run fast and lock the door and then he’ll leave.
    Nick was terrifying with his bulging eyes, flaring nostrils, and pulsating jugulars. Never before had he responded to her with such a crazed temperament.
    Summer’s mouth suddenly became dry, she wanted to swallow, but couldn’t. Wanted to say something, but no words would form in her brain to leave through her lips. Remembering she didn’t have any clothes on under her robe, self-consciously she gathered the front near her breasts with one hand.
    An evil smirk marred Nick’s features. Always the modest one, I guess that changed. Little tramp went and got herself knocked up .
    Again, Nick advanced to close the distance between them. As Summer lifted her right foot to take another step back, he barked, “Don’t you dare move another inch, Summer Jackson.”
    Startled by his outburst, Summer let her head drop as the tears she fought to keep from falling, fell one by one.
    “I see you’ve been busy, Miss Jackson.”
    Nick’s tone was cold and sarcastic as he closed the distance between them. He didn’t care she was crying. He did care however, she’d met someone and gotten pregnant while he couldn’t look at another woman, let alone bed one.
    He continued his insult through clenched teeth. “Didn’t take you long to let some punk crawl between your legs.”
    Summer was appalled at how Nick was speaking to her. Jerking her head up, attempting to give him a disgusted glare, she backed down from the daggers he threw at her more than the harsh words he spewed slapping her in the face.
    “Nick, what are you talking about?”
    “You know damn well what I mean. I go away for five months and come back to find you pregnant!”
    Finding courage she questioned, “Did it ever occur to you I was pregnant before you left?”
    He rubbed his hand across his face and spat out in disbelief, “What are you saying, Summer? Are you trying to tell me it’s my baby?”
    Tears that momentarily dried begin to spill again. Summer could not stand to have Nick look at her with such anger in his eyes so she averted her gaze to the other side of the room focusing on a picture that hung over the mantle. “Yes,” she whispered.
    Frustrated, he grabbed Summer by her upper arms and forced her to make eye contact with him. His grip was so tight she winced at his touch. The space between them so oppressive she felt his hot breath on her face.
    Through clenched teeth he hissed,