Tatum smiled knowingly. "Miss, if you come with me to my nephew's full moon banquet, my whole family will be overjoyed. They'll welcome you warmly."

If Elora went with him, his family would see her as his future wife and treat her accordingly.

But Tatum didn't say that out loud.

He and Elora weren't at the stage where they could openly talk about love.

That was fine. He wasn't in a hurry. He would take his time, warming her heart little by little- just like slowly heating water for a frog. Eventually, everything would fall into place naturally.

Elora raised an eyebrow and teased, "Your sister-in-law hasn't even given birth yet, and you're already calling the baby your nephew? Are you all hoping for a boy? I heard from Rosie that your family elders are actually wishing for a girl."

Wiltspoon, so she knows my family well. She also knows how much my elders want a granddaughter. To outsiders, the York family might seem untouchable, but for some reason, every woman who marries into our family ends up having sons. There hasn't been a daughter in three generations. My grandmother, my mother, and my

there are nine of us grandsons, and we're all married. That means she has nine granddaughters-in-law, so there's more hope than ever. She's counting on us to finally give her a great-granddaughter. But my eldest sister-in-law is almost certainly having a boy. The elders say her belly is pointed, and Sonny keeps calling the baby his little brother. So, I'm not even daring to hope for a niece. But

your family ever has a daughter, she's going

adored by everyone. I love soft, sweet little

on Elora for a moment, filled with a quiet

of a niece, what he really wanted was

beautiful and

came from a family with many daughters, the complete opposite of

if he married her, they'd finally

was just waiting for

to win over his future wife. Thinking too

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