~Becklan's POV~
He didn't say a word at first. He walked around to my side of the table and pulled out my chair, gesturing for me to sit with the grace of a true gentleman. "Only the best for you, Beck," he said, his voice low and sincere.
As I sat, I noticed a single rose lying on my plate with a small, handwritten note.
I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly as I picked up the elegant card resting beside the rose. The bold slant of Leon's handwriting made my heart skip a beat.
As I opened it, I realized the note held two distinct messages. The first was a short, heartfelt congratulations:
Babe. Congratulations on your first lead shoot. I am so incredibly proud of you.
A warmth spread through my chest as I read his congratulations. Then my eyes dropped, and my breath caught. There was a request I hadn't expected.
Now that we've made things official, I don't want to keep going home alone. Beck, would you like to move in with me? I'd love to have you around me.
