Georgia's POV
"Nick, what if someone comes in and sees us? Or even just hears us?" I whispered, pressing a hand to his chest to stop him before his lips could claim mine again. "That's going to start a huge gossip in the building."
He only gave a small, unbothered smile, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. "Then I'll fire anyone who dares to gossip about us. Especially about you," he said nonchalantly, as if he truly meant it.
He attempted to kiss me again, but my hands were faster in topping him. "Nick!" I half-gasped, half-laughed. "You can't just fire people because of that. Are you insane?"
He sighed dramatically, then pulled his phone from his pocket and started tapping.
"Clear the CEO floor," he said into the phone with a commanding voice. "No one goes in or roams around. Not even the guards or the janitors. Understood?" He stared at me, guarding me like a hawk, as if I am going to escape his grasp.
