Summer, it was possible for a man like The Dragon to succumb to her so
quickly. Heck, after ten years of trying to forget her, of trying to stay away
from her, I felt myself caving in to my deep down feelings of wanting her, of
loving her. There was no way in hell I would let this man have her.
“She
again?” Brandi let out a cry of exasperation. “She saved your ass?”
“Yes,”
Summer said, “I did.” Her voice was low and cold as steel. “He was found and
brought into the ER, where I performed surgery on him for hours. I didn’t even
know who he was when I did it…his head was too bloody and bashed in for me to
tell, but I did because it was what I do. I help hundreds of people when I can,
and I always will regardless of who or what they are. A monster caused him to
end up in the ER, and now that I could see who exactly did that to him, if you
came into the ER requiring my help, I would let you die.”
“Oh
no you didn’t say that, bitch,” Brandi said, walking towards Summer.
Summer
stepped in front of Drew, although he tried to hold her back, and without a
moment’s beat, she walked over to Brandi and slapped her face so hard, Brandi
nearly fell over.
Brandi
stumbled forward, regained her balance, and reached behind her, brandishing a
knife that she pointed at Summer. Summer looked alarmed at first, but quickly
covered it up with a look of confidence. “You think that knife scares me?” she
asked. “I work with the sharpest knives everyday. I could carve an “L” on you
in my sleep. “L” for ‘Loser’, “ Summer said, putting her hand to her hip and
making an “L” with her fingers from her other hand.
I
had to suppress a smile, seeing Summer act sassy in front of a crazy
knife-wielding bitch like Brandi. It was a Summer I’ve never seen.
The
Dragon had his eyes on Summer, too, but was also aware of my every movement.
Drew
pointed his gun at Brandi, which was also in direct line to The Dragon. If he
shoot, it would either hit Brandi or The Dragon. A good strategic move on
Drew’s part, but Summer stepped in front of him, moving away from him and
walking over towards The Dragon.
If
I wasn’t so worried about Summer, I would think she had deliberately led Brandi
away from Drew, in case she began brandishing her knife all over the place, and
hitting Drew.
The
Dragon was watching her every move, and for a moment, he had the same
expression I had. Pride and amusement at watching Summer stand up to Brandi. It
was their fight, and we men understood how important it was to get something
like that off anyone’s chest.
Only
Summer wasn’t armed with a sharp knife like Brandi was, and Brandi was already
taking swipes at her. The first strike ripped Summer’s dress in front, knicking
her skin below. A thin trickle of blood formed on Summer’s dress.
Drew,
The Dragon, and I stepped forward.
Summer’s
mouth opened in astonishment before she gritted her teeth. “Oh yeah? What were
you aiming for? If you were a surgeon, you would get an “F” for fail.” She
grabbed a large fancy silver tray that had silverware on it, and even silver
salt and pepper shakers from the table next to her. In a move as quick as
lightning, she emptied the salt shaker, and threw salt into Brandi’s eyes,
while she took a few steps towards Brandi who was trying to wipe her eyes, and
smash her hands with the tray, knocking Brandi’s knife to the ground.
Summer
kicked the knife away from Brandi, and when Brandi looked up, she used the
underside of her hand to push Brandi’s chin up, knocking Brandi back. “Fight
fair,” Summer said to her.
A
shot was fired, suddenly, and we all looked around. It came from upstairs, while
two of The Dragon’s men came at us from the sides. I looked at The Dragon, and
he was about to shoot me during the distraction, but Summer accidentally bumped
into him from where she was trying to pick up Brandi’s knife, which was next to
him. He
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