Dante's POV
I realized I had gone too far only after our table kept quiet, waiting for my response.
How did I even let that slip?
I cleared my throat, "Im not just in the mood for marriage," i said and turned back to my plate, stabbing my steak with my knife and causing a little clatter on the table.
Eleanor, Salvatore’s daughter, stared at me, obviously confused by my outburst.
"Don't worry, one day you'll meet the right woman and you'll not even think twice before putting a ring on her finger," Marco said, trying to sound wise and all knowing, he leaned in and planted a kiss on Aria's cheek, while she smiled, clearly trying to mask her discomfort.
The rest of the dinner went by without a hitch. mostly because I kept my mouth shut and didn't contribute to anything at all.
I was al
