Leo had wandered around my house with his hands behind his back. When he noticed the furniture that clearly reflected Carl’s tastes, he shook his head in disappointment. “It really doesn’t match your style. There’s no point in keeping it.” With that, he sat down on the green sofa, unbuttoned his coat, and revealed an emerald tie clip.
With his handsome face, Leo looked just like a model from a magazine. I handed him a glass of water, and he took a sip before sticking out his tongue. “It’s too cold.” He leaned back against the seat, looking relaxed.
I glanced at the shabby fruit basket and felt unsure of how to entertain him, so I stood there awkwardly. He pulled out his phone and said, “You don’t mind if I play some music?”
Soon, a melodious tune filled the air, and Leo extended his hand to me. “Dance with me.” His large hand settled on my waist as he moved us in a gentle circle. My calf brushed against the fabric of his suit, and I couldn’t help but notice the warmth radiating from him. His eyes held a deep affection that made my heart skip a beat, and the atmosphere between us began to shift.