Avery walked up to him. "What did you buy?"

She had a clear view of what was in his trunk, and she instantly froze. The trunk was spacious and there was no telling what could be in it. Currently, it was jammed packed with boxes and bags.

"Elliot, didn't you tell me to go to your place tonight?" She changed the subject and said, "I thought you weren't coming."

"You coming over, me coming over, aren't they the same thing?" He took the bags and boxes out of the trunk and said, "I was walking past a street this afternoon and saw some nice things that you and kids might like, so I bought them all."

Avery was stunned for a moment, before finally realizing what he had just said. "Are you saying that you spent the entire afternoon buying all these for me and the kids?!"

"Yes." He continued to move the things he bought out of the trunk.

She grabbed onto his arm and said seriously, "Elliot Foster! Are you still drunk from last night?"

He leaned toward her.

Avery flushed and shoved his handsome-l