"If your phone is off again, I'll skin you alive!" Elliot Sheridan gripped Georgia Thorne's wrist with a ferocious scowl as they stood in line.
Georgia Thorne's heart warmed. She flashed a brilliant smile at Elliot Sheridan and obediently kept pace with him.
The crowd was huge. Worried Georgia Thorne would get jostled, Elliot Sheridan turned and pulled her into his arms to shield her, his eyes landing right on her brilliant smile.
In that instant, amidst the roaring crowd, Elliot Sheridan heard his own heart begin to pound.
His expression grew even fiercer. "What are you smiling at!"
He pulled her forcefully into his arms and turned his head away.
Nestled in his arms, Georgia Thorne could clearly see the tips of his ears turning red from her vantage point.
They entered the concert venue, found their seats, and sat down.
They were in the front row, the closest seats to the stage. From there, they had a clear view of the men on stage.
