Dominic Crane
“The art gallery is open if you would like to see it,” I whispered into her strawberry blonde hair, chilled with the morning air. Her fingertips are red and dry from the cold air.
“Here” shrugged off my jacket, quickly wrapping it around her.
“You don’t need to do that, Dominic.” she protested, but her shoulders relaxed into the warm coat.
“I want to take care of you, Maddie. Now let’s get inside.” I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. Guiding us towards the art gallery on the west side of the square, the morning sun coming in perfectly through the large bay windows showcasing the artist of the week.
“Good to see you Dominic Crane, and welcome to Unity, little miss cutie! My name is Sebastian Pearson. Pleasure to meet you…”
“Maddie, Maddie Crane.”
“OMG! Ne
