Georgia's POV
I smiled, feeling my chest warm. "Where is everyone?" I asked, glancing around.
"Katie tired them all out," he said with a chuckle. "She tried on her dress tonight and insisted that Amara and Nora help her fix her hair and put on makeup that Mom gave her. She also bought Katie some nail polish, all kid-friendly, don't worry. By the time they were done, all three of them were ready to collapse. They waited for me to get home before heading to bed."
I laughed softly. "That sounds like her." I stretched my arms above my head. "I'm heading to our room. I need a shower—I feel so hot."
Nick set his laptop aside and stood up in one smooth motion, catching my wrist before I could leave. "I'll go with you," he said, voice playful but filled with that familiar intent.
I just gave him a knowing smile and walked off toward the bathroom. Thankfully, he didn't follow—or that shower would've turned into something entirely different.
