Nick made his way down to the shore where Veronica was waiting, her face already lit up with excitement. The moment she spotted him, she practically bounced in place. And by the time they reached the cave, her grin had stretched so wide it looked like it might split her face in two.
Vicky was thrilled. The thought of finally meeting the woman who had managed to tame her infamously cold brother had her practically vibrating with anticipation.
Georgia, however, stood stiffly near the cave entrance, wearing a forced smile that betrayed her discomfort. Her cheeks were flushed, and her fingers clutched the strapless white dress tight against her chest, doing her best to prevent it from slipping.
The back ties hadn't been secured properly—Nick had tried, and failed—and to make matters worse, her skin was painted with deep red kiss marks, vivid reminders of what had happened between them just hours ago.
