[Georgina's POV]
"How's your day?"
It was simple yet too hard for me to just stay there, in his arms, stiffening and feeling completely furious. I don't really get why he was treating me this way. Are we pretending or not? This was the question.
"What did you do today?" He asked me again, and this time, I tried to find a way to escape his hug, but it was too tight and strong that I ended up huffing and groaning in frustration. I could hear him laughing silently at my lame attempt to move away while he just remained relaxed, even treating this entire bizarre situation with him as a mere joke. This was hopeless.
"This is harassment, I'm telling you," I snarkily remarked, glaring at the sight of his broad chest, "We never agreed to do this."
"Were you bored all day?" He still asked again
