"Come again?" my father finally responds with slightly narrowed eyes.
"What's his name?" my mom coos. "Do you have a picture of him? How'd you meet him?"
"Well..." I start. "His name is-."
"Me," Dominic blurts. I look over at him to see a small, nervous smile on his face. His hand is raised slightly as he looks between the gazes of my parents. "I'm her boyfriend."
My sister throws her head back and lets out a loud laugh, while simultaneously yelling "Finally!"
My dad looks between the two of us with a look of pure shock and disbelief. "Really?" my mom asks in satisfied surprise. My dad wears a sour expression while my mom nudges him. "I told you they liked each other!"
My father eyes Dominic while simultaneously taking a long sip of his wine. "You and I are going to have a talk," he insists. Dominic nods slowly and swallows anxiously. 
"So how long has this been a thing?" my mom asks as she looks between the two of us with a happy smile.
"A little over a week..." I respond. 
"Really?" my sister asks with a head tilt. "And you didn't tell me?"
"I wanted it to be a surprise," I say apologetically.
"Tell me again, how close are your dorms?" my father ponders aloud and Dominic and I look at each other. I fight the blush that spreads to my cheeks as I think about the late night four to five minute speed walk.
"Not too far," I answer and my dad takes another long sip of his drink, finishing it of this time.
"So are you going to make her go on birth control?" my sister blurts and my jaw drops in shock. My eyes dart to my father, whose eyes are wide. "You made me go on it when I got a boyfriend."
"Can we talk about that later?" I retort as I look at my mom, who gives a short nod.
The conversation continues and my mother eventually leads the topic away from me and Dominic once my father starts asking more threatening questions. Dinner comes to a close and I hurriedly attempt to usher Dominic outside but my father stops me and beckons my boyfriend over. The two of them disappear into the backyard and the rest of us watch from the window. Dominic stands with his hands in his pockets and puts a good gap of distance between him and my father.
Ten minutes pass and I sigh impatiently. "What's taking so long?" I hiss.
"Shut up, I'm trying to read their lips," my sister replies and I give her a short glare.
The conversation comes to a close with a hug, which surprises me. I stare in pure confusion and even my mother lets out a noise of curiosity. Dominic sees us staring out the window and gives us a wide eyed gaze before coming back into the house. I look at my father, who sighs quietly. "We're going to see a movie," I lie quickly in an attempt to get Dominic away from my dad.
"Okay..." my mom trails.
"Have fun," my sister smirks.
I offer my dad a smile and he heaves a sigh. "I need another drink," he grumbles and my mom rubs his back. Taking advantage of the shuffle in the kitchen, Dominic and I leave.
"What did he say?" I ask once we exit the house. He offers me a slow head shake.
"He said that he's always liked me and trusts that I'll treat you right," Dominic explains, which earns a nod from me. "But he also told me that he knows what guys my age think about. Then he told me to never try anything like that with you...ever. And he said he'll kill me if I ever think about touching you."