She leaned to the side. "Should we buy a gift to bring to your grandfather?"
"No need!" Elliot Sheridan glanced at the woman beside him, then paused. "For an old man like him, you're the best gift of all."
Elliot Sheridan's family was desperate for him to get married soon.
Over the years, there was no shortage of women who wanted to marry Elliot Sheridan, and plenty had made their move. But not a single one had managed to pique his interest.
So to the Sheridan Family, Georgia Thorne's appearance made her a savior.
She had saved his marital prospects and saved him as a man.
Elliot Sheridan whispered a few sweet nothings in Georgia Thorne's ear, and her earlobes gradually turned a rosy red.
Glancing up at him shyly from the corner of her eye, she said with a playful pout, "You're just a smooth talker!"
"We'll find out tonight if I'm all talk."
Georgia Thorne huffed and looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.
