An Italian's Virgin Escort (IRS Book 1)

Chapter 50

(Epilogue part 1 is already updated in Inkitt. Enjoy!)

Sienna Point of View

What have I gotten myself into?

A damn date?!

Gosh! How am I going to get through this?

She is such a persistent and stubborn woman. She threatened, manipulated and finally convinced me to have a normal chatting date with her friend's grandson. I really like how she has become my own grandma but it was quite hectic to keep up with her active brain too.

Huh, let's see how this Sebastian is and what kind of person he is to have grandma that impressed.

I searched the whole wardrobe and finally found the dress I'm looking for. I quickly showered and tried to squeeze myself into that overly short, extremely exposing, obviously hot red dress.

Argh, seems like I've put on a lot of weight than I expected.

After finally battling with the dress, I applied light makeup and applied red tint on my lips heavily. Looking into the mirror, I look just like how I want myself to look like. An escort.!

I'm not trying to scare him away or disgust him to even look at me with my appearance. I'm just trying to make few things clear for my date that I carry a lot of baggages. I want to showoff the way I dressed up in the past. I've learnt to embrace myself, my past, present and future so I'm not awkward or hurt to accept myself anymore. I learned to embrace and like all my baggages.

Grandma said that Sebastian knows everything about me and wanted to meet me and I'm so glad that he wanted to but I just want to see if he is genuine or not. It's not because I want to date him, I want to know people and have friends. Make genuine friends.

I heard a lot about Sebastian from grandma since morning and he sounded like a really good person. I just want to see if he's genuine or not and make a friend out of him. This is not a blind date, it's a friends meet-up.

I quietly sneaked out of the house before grandma can see me in this dress and reprimand me for my weird actions. The café where we are meeting is not that far so I chose to walk there. It's just a couple of minutes walk and I already wore a long coat over my dress to keep myself away from trouble. Grandma has eyes all over the village so don't want her to know about my little senseless feat.

The café was small and cozy with light blue wallpapers and warm brown highlights. I looked over the whole café and found no young man waiting. Thinking that he's not here yet, I went to the window seat at the end and sat there looking at the pleasantly empty and calm roads. Look around I saw something that I wasn't expecting to see... and I just ignored it as I was doing from the past two years.

"Sienna Thomas?" I heard soft and a mannish voice. I turned and looked to see a very friendly looking young man about twenty seven or twenty eight years old standing in front of the table with a bright smile.

I immediately stood up and smiled politely at him taking the flowers he offered me. He looked really refreshing and friendly and I'm sure he would pass the test.

I slowly took off my long coat and hanged it around my chair. While he sat on the chair opposite to me, I silently sat on my chair expectantly.

"This is for you. You look so beautiful." He said looking at me with sparkly amusing eyes. I took the envelope he gave me and opened to see the pictures of me waiting for him.

Good Lord! He sure is a Photographer. He knows how to show even an ugly pumpkin, beautiful. What made me pleased was when he said beautiful, I didn't see any lust, love or any other wrong twitches in his eyes. He was looking at me purely amused and friendly.