Georgia’s POV
I nodded right away. "Of course. I’d actually like that. I want to get to know her again." I smiled, then shrugged a little. "And don’t worry about , I’ll probably just sleep here while you’re gone. Do what you need to do."
I poked at the cheesecake on my plate, my tone softening. "Actually... I want to get to know everyone I’ve forgotten. I looked through the photos and videos on my phone—and on social dia too," I admitted, glancing at him. "I looked so happy in all of them. Seeing everyone earlier, even if I couldn’t rember the details... it felt warm. Like my mind forgot, but my heart didn’t."
Nick went quiet for a mont, then asked in that deep, teasing tone that made nervous for no reason, "Does that include ?"
My fork froze halfway to my mouth. I looked up—and there it was. That gaze. Steady. Intense. Like he was seeing straight through .
My heart suddenly decided to go rogue, thudding so hard it almost hurt. The world around us dimd, the hospital, the TV, even the food—all fading into background noise.
"W-what do you an?" I stamred, though I already knew what he ant.
He didn’t even smile this ti. His eyes just softened, the corner of his lips twitching slightly as if he was fighting it. "You said your heart rembers," he murmured.
And just like that, I forgot how to breathe.
Nick chuckled again, low and amused. The sound made smile like an idiot at my plate.
What the heck is this feeling? Why am I frozen like this with just one look from him?
Recovering my mory might take a while, but monts like this—sweet, easy, and a little bit ridiculous—made think maybe falling for him again wouldn’t be so hard at all.
My heart’s supposed to be recovering from amnesia too—but apparently, it’s a terrible patient. Because it clearly rembers him.
I tried so hard to keep a straight face, but the corner of my lips betrayed . Before I knew it, I was chuckling—no, giggling—like so teenager with a crush. And, because apparently my brain decided to short-circuit, my hand went rogue and playfully slapped his arm while I smiled like a total idiot.
"What are you even saying? Stop that," I said, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably. My grin was too wide to be taken seriously. I took a quick sip of water just to hide it.
Nick laughed, that deep, rich kind of laugh that you feel in your chest. But what got wasn’t the sound—it was how his eyes lit up when he did. It was the first ti since I woke up that I saw him truly laugh... like the weight he’d been carrying just disappeared for a mont.
"Stop what?" he teased, leaning a little closer. "I was just asking if your heart rembers , too. You’ve only spent, what, less than two weeks with my mom, and already you say your heart rembers her. anwhile, you spent months with . That’s not fair, baby—you’re making my heart jealous of my mom."
I froze.
Baby.
That word slipped from his lips so casually, but it hit like a soft punch to the chest. My heart actually fluttered—like it knew that na.
"Baby..." I murmured, almost testing the sound of it, and instantly felt heat crawl up my neck.
It’s ridiculous, really. A single word shouldn’t make feel like I’m falling in love all over again. But every ti he calls that, sothing inside stirs—like a lody I used to know by heart but forgot the lyrics to.
And right now, it’s playing louder than ever.
"Are you calling baby now? So that ans your heart does rember ?" Nick teased, snapping out of my daze.
"What? No!" I blurted, waving my hands like that would sohow erase the word from existence. "I was just... saying it out loud to see if it would trigger a mory or sothing."
He grinned, that smug, annoyingly handso grin that made my brain shut down. "Really? Then why are you blushing?"
My spoon clattered against the plate as I imdiately cupped my cheeks. My goodness—they were warm. Burning, even. "It’s the buffalo wings!" I argued, flustered. "They’re spicy, that’s why I’m hot!"
Nick laughed, the kind of laugh that made his shoulders shake and his eyes crinkle at the corners. "Uh-huh, sure. It’s the wings." He reached for the cold water bottles, placed them in his palms to chill them, then gently pressed them against my cheeks. "Here, this should cool you down."
And just like that, my brain forgot how to function. I stared at him—really stared straight into his eyes. I can’t explain it, but I felt an invisible force pulling towards them.
Raymond had that clean, sophisticated, polished look—refined, like a man who spent too much ti on the mirror. But Nick? He was rougher around the edges, rugged, masculine in the kind of way that made you think of leather jackets and trouble, a true thug in the alley. He looked like soone who could ruin your life and make you thank him for it.
So why him? Out of all people, why did this man make my heart skip like it was running a marathon?
"Why are you staring at like that?" he asked, leaning closer with that infuriating smirk. "Are you finding handso? Or are you falling for all over again?"
I scoffed but couldn’t hold back a laugh. "Funny. I was actually wondering what on earth happened that I lost my mind and fell in love with you—which also, apparently, led to marriage."
Nick chuckled lowly. "You shouldn’t ask questions like that, baby. You might regret hearing the answer."
Now I was curious. "Tell then—what did you do to make agree to marry you? Did you blackmail ?" I asked, squinting playfully at him.
But then his smile shifted—slowly, dangerously—into sothing darker. My stomach fluttered, and not entirely from fear.
Oh boy. That doesn’t look good.
"Let show you," he said, voice low and teasing.
I blinked once—and the next thing I knew, his hands were already on my waist, pulling close. And before I could even catch my breath, his lips captured mine. Stealing my breath away.
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