Lucy had never felt more uncomfortable in her life than she did when she walked into the reserved part of the restaurant where they had made the dinner reservation for the evening.
In the middle of the room, there was a round table with eight chairs around it, and Tom was already seated with his grandfather chatting and sipping from a glass of wine by the time the rest of them joined them.
Lucy tried not to let her face give away her emotion when she met Tom's gaze. Tom was slightly taken aback when she smiled at him.
"Tom, you are here already? Why didn't you come home?" Evelyn asked as they joined them.
"I got here less than ten minutes ago. I figured it would be easier and quickest to come here directly rather than get home before coming here," Tom explained with a dismissive shrug.
"My lovely Evelyn," Lawrence Hank said with a wide smile as he rose to embrace Evelyn.
