Teresa's POV
Tomas drove quickly, and we arrived shortly at the restaurant where we were going to meet his friend. We arrived 10 minutes early, giving us plenty of time.
The restaurant was five-star. I had never been to one like this before, and I could see how everyone present was wearing fine clothes that looked very expensive. Just one dress worn by one of the women there must have cost more than everything I had in my closet.
Tomas had already made a reservation, and after taking our names, the receptionist led us to a large table that could seat at least five people. After we sat down, we started to wait; there were still a couple of minutes before Tomas's friend was supposed to arrive.
While we were sitting, Tomas and I sorted out a few last-minute matters to prepare for his frie
