Nick matched Georgia's kiss with fiery hunger, his hands sliding over her waist, pulling her flush against him. His touch grew bolder, wandering up her sides, and just as he was about to cup her breast—
She grabbed his cock.
Like she was grabbing a handful of rice.
His entire body jolted.
'FUCK!' he screamed internally as he hardened instantly in her grip. His hands froze mid-roam, his brain short-circuited, and for a second, Captain Knight—the unshakable, untouchable—forgot how to breathe.
Georgia pulled back with a smug smirk, eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Who's innocent now?" she whispered, then turned on her heel and strutted out of the office like nothing happened.
Nick stood there in stunned silence, towel barely hanging onto his hips, his ego and blood pressure both in disarray. He leaned back against his desk, staring blankly at the doorway she disappeared through.
'What the hell just happened?'
