Mary frowned. ‘I wanted to be the one to throw a party for Sarah though.’
Smiling indulgently, her father said. ‘You can still throw a party for Sarah; there are plenty of people you have yet to introduce her to. Your mother hasn't invited all of England, has she, Dom?’
‘Not hardly,’ Dom smiled, joining in his teasing of Mary.
‘Well there we have it then,’ Michael grinned. ‘There are still at least a few hundred people you can invite, Mary.'
‘I wouldn't want to be a bother and intrude,’ Sarah said. ‘And surely I can meet your mother some other time, Dom,’ she added.
‘How about tonight?’ he asked as he narrowed his intense gaze onto her.
‘Because...’
‘She’s just feeling a little shy.’ Michael swung his arm around Sarah's shoulders in a show of support. ‘I'm sure Dom's mother will ma
