Georgia's POV
My jaw practically dropped to the floor as I stared at the mountain of food Nick just brought into my hospital room, together with the bodyguards. I swear, it looked like a full buffet spread—bags from every fast-food chain and restaurant I could think of, and even a box or two of desserts. The man had officially lost it.
"This is too much... Are we having guests again?" I asked, blinking at the sheer number of dishes on the three overbed tables around me. "Because the doctor strictly said no more visitors until tomorrow."
Nick grinned like he just solved world hunger. "These are all for you, babe."
I gawked at him. "What do you mean, all mine? I told you to surprise me and get my favorite food."
He spread his arms dramatically. "Exactly. Surprise!" he said with that smug, proud smile of his. "You've been eating a lot lately, so I bought everything you've liked recently."
I gasped, narrowing my eyes. "Are you saying I'm an overeater, Nicholas Knight?"
