Picking up the dark red dress, I pulled it on and eyed the time. It's almost seven thirty and still no text from Lincoln.
Sighing, I eyed my body and then went to the bathroom doing my hair and makeup feeling very self conscious.
I headed to my closet pulling on my red strapped heels, I slipped on the simple diamond necklace and stared at my phone again.
Maybe he'll meet me there.
Going down the stairs, grandpa looked to me smiling widely, with him was a young guy. He had slicked back dark hair and light blue eyes, his face seemed a bit mischievous.
I smiled down at Grandpa, "How do I look?" I asked nervously.
"Absolutely breath taking." The guy said catching me off guard.
Feeling my face blush, I laughed "Thank you." I said reaching the last step and standing in front of them.
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