That heavy moment was interrupted by the waiter, he filled their wine glasses before leaving them with the menu and it did not take them minutes before they ordered food.
A few sips of her wine, a little more than necessary but somehow felt herself a bit lightened.
The wine was definitely delicious. For two years when she had been taking care of Arabella she had completely cut off alcohol and having a sip of something that was so beautifully concocted after so long, it gave her a different high.
"Stop, Evelyn," he scolded, "you are a lightweight. That match is going to get you drunk early into the date."
"Hmmm," Evelyn nodded, "if I get drunk, your company might become bearable."
For a brief second, his eyebrows shot up before he schooled his expressions and noted solemnly. "Bearable, yes?"
"Yes."
Salvatore nodded, "thank you for telling me that."