Forty-Five

VALERIA

I tugged harder and this time, my foot slid out of Dimitri's lap. I felt hurt, confused, angry, all at the same time. Summer was moving into this same house? What on earth was Dimitri playing at? If he knew that he had plans of moving in with her, why then had he insisted on me staying at his place? She knew how cruel Summer could be towards me. Didn't he know that the baby and I didn't need this sort of stress at this time?

I bit my lips hard to keep from asking him all these questions. Right now, Summer's attention was mostly on Dimitri, but give her the opportunity and she would turn downright nasty, especially since I had just had my foot in her fiance's lap. I glanced impatiently at Dimitri, wanting him to say something. One word from him about having made this arrangement with Summer, and I'd be on my way to my own house, and to hell with him! Slowly, Dimitri got to his feet until he towered over her.

"What did you say?" he asked slowly.

Summer, refusing to be intimidate