My Mister

Chapter 32

As their conversation flowed effortlessly, the car glided to a stop outside the restaurant. Mia's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the grandeur of Twilight Noir, its sleek exterior and elegant ambiance a stark contrast to the bustling city streets outside.

"Wow," she breathed, her voice filled with awe as Sebastian opened the car door for her. "I didn't expect us to dine here."

Sebastian offered her a charming smile as he helped her out of the car. "I thought we'd try something special," he explained, his tone warm and inviting. "I hope you don't mind."

Mia shook her head, a smile tugging at her lips. "No, not at all," she assured him, her heart fluttering with excitement. "It's just... unexpected."

As they made their way inside, Mia couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that she had chosen a fitted outfit for the occasion. She had anticipated something more upscale from someone like Sebastian Saint, and she was grateful that her choice seemed to fit the occasion perfectly.

As they were escorted to their table, Mia couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within her. She had no idea what the evening would hold, but one thing was for certain: dining at Twilight Noir with Sebastian Saint was bound to be an unforgettable experience.

As they settled into their seats at the elegantly set table, Mia's eyes darted nervously over the elaborate menu spread before her. She felt a pang of uncertainty creeping in as she struggled to decipher the array of exotic dishes listed in fine print.

Before she could voice her confusion, the waiter approached, ready to take their orders. Sebastian, however, raised a hand to signal for her to wait, a reassuring smile playing on his lips.

"Actually, we'll need a few more minutes," he said politely, his gaze never leaving Mia's as he turned his attention back to her.

With a grateful nod, Mia watched as the waiter retreated, leaving them to peruse the menu in peace. Sensing her hesitation, Sebastian reached across the table, his fingers lightly grazing hers as he gently took the menu from her hands.

"Let me help you," he offered, his voice soft and reassuring.

As Sebastian began to explain each dish in detail, Mia found herself captivated by the way his eyes sparkled with passion and knowledge. With each description, she felt a sense of wonder wash over her, as if she were being transported to a world of culinary delights she had never known before.

As the minutes passed, Mia couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through her veins, her heart fluttering with every word Sebastian spoke. It was in that moment, as she listened intently to his explanations, that she realized just how much she admired him – not only for his charm and sophistication, but for his kindness and patience as well. And as their eyes met across the table, Mia knew that this dinner was just the beginning of an unforgettable evening with Sebastian Saint.

As the waiter returned to take their order, Mia felt a wave of uncertainty wash over her once more. She glanced nervously at the menu, still unsure of what to choose among the tantalizing options.

Sebastian, sensing her hesitation, offered her a reassuring smile. "Why don't I order for us?" he suggested gently. "I think I know just the thing you'll enjoy."

Relieved, Mia nodded gratefully, trusting Sebastian's judgment implicitly. With a confident nod, Sebastian turned to the waiter and placed their order – the Pan-Seared Salmon with Tomato Pesto for both of them, along with a bottle of Chateau Margaux to complement their meal.

As they sat in the elegant ambiance of the restaurant, Mia couldn't shake off the lingering sense of awkwardness that hung in the air between them. The soft hum of conversation around them seemed to amplify the silence at their table, leaving Mia feeling somewhat uneasy.