The meeting ended with Nick laying out a lifeline—promising to leverage his network and secure new contracts. It wasn't a permanent solution, and he knew it. But it would keep the company's engines running, at least for now, buying Georgia the time she desperately needed.
When everyone else had gone, Georgia insisted on walking him to his car. The cool afternoon air contrasted with the heat still simmering inside her chest. She exhaled, cheeks flushed, before she dared to speak.
"I'm sorry you saw me like that earlier," she confessed, her voice low, almost hesitant. "I don't know what came over me… It's just... when I saw you, Nick, you felt like home. And I couldn't hold it in."
Her own words shocked her; the moment they left her mouth, her face burned scarlet.
