Nick's POV
We reached the spring faster than I expected. And the moment Georgia spotted what was waiting for her, shampoo, soap, fluffy towels, and a pink pair of Crocs, her entire face lit up like the sun had just risen for her alone.
That reaction… it was priceless.
She gasped, childlike awe dancing in her eyes. Over soap and pink Crocs, of all things.
Vicky had picked them out for her, insisting Georgia would love them. I thought she was being ridiculous. Georgia was a grown woman, not some giggly teen.
But watching her now, spinning the bottle of shampoo in her hand like it was gold, I mentally made a note to thank my sister and buy her whatever the hell she wanted later.
They arrived earlier than planned, which worked in my favor. I managed to set everything up without Georgia suspecting a thing. Though I didn't expect Vicky and Liam to decide to treat this island like their private little getaway.
