"Why would I be jealous”? Vincent asked his mother as he walks towards the man approaching us.
How I love this man. Wait, what?
Shaking my head, I ignored at that thought.
Vincent hugged the man who's approaching us. He looks like an older Vincent.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to the man of the house." Charlotte said.
"Well, this must be the woman who caught my hard headed son's heart." Vincent's father said.
Vincent got his father's built, and almost everything except his eyes. He got it from his mother, Charlotte.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Johnson" I said as I held my hand to him, offering a hand shake.
"Just call me Frederick." His father just smiled, and put me in his arm like what my father does.
He has lovely parents.
"Please, feel at home. Everyone here looks forward in to me
