“He’s mad about you,” Richie says. “He might not say it out loud, but…” I feel a twinge of anxiety. I’m crazy about Leon, too. I spend most of my waking hours thinking about him, and a few of the sleeping ones, too. But … I don’t know. The idea of him wanting to be my boyfriend makes me feel so trapped. I adjust my dress, wondering if I’m the one having the problem with corsets and nerves. I really like Leon. This is ridiculous. Objectively, I would like to call him my boyfriend, and introduce him to people as such. That’s what you always want when you’re crazy about someone. But … What would
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