Elliot Sheridan set the empty glass down on the table and raised an eyebrow. "Anyone else want to drink with Miss Thorne? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll take her place."
...
Everyone present was once again stunned by Elliot Sheridan's words.
It was already a rare enough occurrence for Elliot Sheridan to speak up for Georgia Thorne, but to proactively take a drink for the young woman was another thing entirely.
The president, who was known for being a germaphobe, had actually used someone else's glass.
At these social functions, one's image was paramount.
Georgia Thorne was wearing light makeup and a very soft pink lipstick.
It had left a print on the glass, and Elliot Sheridan had drunk from the exact spot her lipstick had marked.
'An indirect kiss?'
This was a clear sign he was interested in the young woman.
Georgia Thorne had truly had a bit too much to drink. Her head was spinning, and she didn't notice the way everyone was looking at her.
