Chapter 122
NIKOLAJ'S POV.
I pulled on a sweatshirt after taking a warm shower and looked at the lotion Georgia gave me. I would have preferred not to use it, but Georgia would think I didn't like it, and that wasn't the case.
Keeping it safe and pretty for when I wanted to remember my most beautiful New Year was my intention.
Shortly, someone knocked.
"Come in," I said, applying the lotion onto the back of my palm.
"Happy New Year."
I turned to look at Jaime as I massaged the lotion onto my hands.
"Smells nice," he said, and I looked at my hands. "You don't use this kind of stuff. Who gave it to you?" he asked, coming closer to me.
"Someone," I replied, sitting in the chair and trying to clear my desk.
