Georgia's POV
Nick pressed a tender kiss to my forehead after the promise I gave him, his lips lingering there as if sealing it into my soul. "I have so many plans for us, Georgia," he murmured, his voice low and solemn, every word sinking deep into me. "And when the time comes that you're uncertain, I want you to remember tonight… remember that you promised to trust me."
The sincerity in his tone wrapped around me like a warm blanket, making my chest tighten with emotion. I nodded quickly and hugged him, burying myself in his embrace. "Alright… I'll do that, too. Now…" I tilted my head up, still holding him close, and locked eyes with him. "…let's see this plan of yours."
His grin was downright wicked, and my stomach flipped. "I hope you don't regret saying that, sweetheart," he teased, mischief sparking in his gaze.
