Chapter Three“OH, YOU LOOK stunning,” Stella said, brushing off a tear from the corner of her eye.
Dante rolled his eyes and hugged her. “C’mon, Mom. It’s just a high school reunion. You’ve seen me more glammed up than this.”
She sighed and shook her head. “You’ll understand when you have children of your own.”
Fat chance of that happening. He couldn’t hold on to a relationship long enough to introduce the guy as a boyfriend, he couldn’t be expected to settle down with someone.
“Eh, let’s hope.” Dante smiled, but his shoulders slumped. He’d tried, he’d really put effort into making his relationships work. Most guys didn’t want to get serious with someone who traveled as much as Dante did. Those who were interested wanted open relationships, and Dante just wasn’t into that. He got it th
