Dominic hugged his Mother as he came through the door. “How was the tour?” She asked.
“Very good. I sold a lot of pieces.” He said proudly.
“Good for you.” His father said from the couch where he lounged lazily.
“Um, I thought we could all go out for dinner tonight. On me.” Dominic suggested.
“That sounds lovely.” His mother said with a smile.
“Good because I have someone I want you to meet.” He said casually.
His father smiled knowingly at his mother who also had a look that said she suspected something. “It wouldn’t happen to be a girl would it?” Damien Sanchez asked.
“Actually yes, it is.”
“We suspected,” Eve said walking over to a shelf and took down a tabloid and tossed it on the decretive table next to him. “Is it this woman?” She asked with a sly smile.
Dominic saw the co
