Georgina was taken aback by Emma's suggestion, her grip tightening around the coffee cup. She halted her movement, lowering the cup as her eyes met Emma's. With a mix of emotions, she replied firmly, "Come on, Emma, stop that thought already."Emma remained seated on the counter, unfazed by Georgina's resistance. With a playful smile, she leaned forward slightly. "Since you got here, you've been indoors with me. Live a little," she remarked, her voice filled with a hint of mischief.Georgina's grip tightened around her coffee cup, her brows furrowing. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not with the looming threat of Marcelo and his men. Setting her cup down on the table, she met Emma's gaze with a firm resolve. "Emma, you know that isn't possible, even if I wanted to," she responded, her voice carrying a hint of frustration. "Not with Marcelo and his men still on my trail."Emma shrugged nonchalantly, stepping down from the kitchen counter. As she placed her cup in the sink, s
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