Leon had always been busy, that was just part of who he was, but even with everything on his plate, he never stopped paying attention to what was going on around him, especially when it came to Seraphine.
A man like him didn't struggle for attention; if anything, women were the ones making the first move, trying to get his interest, trying to lock him down, yet none of that ever mattered to him because the only person he wanted had never once looked at him that way.
He had been patient, telling himself that his looks, his status, and the way he treated her would eventually win her over, that she would be the one to take that step forward when she was ready, but time kept passing and nothing changed, and it started to get under his skin more than he liked to admit.
Then the little things started piling up.
