Stormy Satisfaction (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 11)

“Yes, a limo. I want you to take Nic and Sylas to that new steakhouse just outside of town. Have you been there yet, Ash?”

“No.”

“I’ve been there once, and the food is delicious. You’ll love it, I’m sure. And they have the best wine selection in the entire state.” Phoebe frowned. “Too bad I won’t be able to enjoy wine for a very long time, but my babies are worth it. I expect you three to have one for me.”

The next hour, they worked out the details of employment. It was quite satisfactory to Nic. The salary was actually twenty percent more than his current salary with Braxton. Phoebe’s practice was clearly growing, as she’d stated.

“Let’s talk about a start date,” Phoebe said.

“I’ll need to give two weeks’ notice to Braxton,” Nic said.

“Same here,” Sylas added.

Phoebe nodded. “I’m sure you also have things to settle in Chicago. How about we set your start date three weeks from today.”

“That works for me,” Nic said. “I’m flying back day after tomorrow. I hope that’s enough time to find a place in town.”

“When is your flight?” Ashley asked.

“Four thirty Wednesday afternoon out of Denver.”

“Same for me,” Sylas said.

Damn. I can’t seem to get away from this guy. He looked at Phoebe. “Maybe Ashley could help me secure an apartment? She knows the town.”

Ashley shook her head. “I’m sorry, but my plate is full, Nic. We have some big cases that I am helping Phoebe on. Plus, I have to study for my bar exam.”

“I understand,” he said, though he actually didn’t believe her excuses. It was obvious that she was trying to avoid him. But no matter. Once he came to work here, she would have to spend time with him. His plan was to make the best use of that time to win her again.

Ashley’s tone softened. “But I could get you in touch with Mr. Radcliffe. He’s the local realtor. I’m sure he could help you and Sylas.”

“Guys, I’ve got a terrific idea that might solve everything,” Phoebe said. “My husbands and I own a little rental house—two-bedroom, two baths—that just became vacant. You could live there until you found your own places.”

“That sounds like an excellent temporary plan.” Sylas turned to him.

“But Nic and I do prefer having our own space.”

Why the hell was Sylas being so agreeable? Was he trying to get a leg up on him before they even started?

“Of course, you want your privacy. It would only be an interim solution.” Phoebe typed on her iPad. “This would give you more time so you wouldn’t have to rush to secure a place. Plus, I recommend that you spend the next two days touring the town. That will give you a better feel of your new home. It’s going to be quite different from Chicago, but I believe you both will come to love Destiny as much as Ashley and I do.”

“I think it’s a great idea, Phoebe.” Nic wasn’t about to let Sylas get the upper hand on impressing their new boss. “I’d love to see the rental house.”

Ashley’s eyebrows rose. “Are you serious, Nic?”

“Very. Sounds like the perfect solution.”

“What about you, Sylas? Do you think you could live with Nic…temporarily?”

“Certainly. This wouldn’t be the first time we lived together, though it’s been since our undergrad years.”

“That’s true.” Nic remembered sharing the dorm room with Sylas. Those had been some of the best years of his life. God, so much has changed.

Phoebe looked at her iPad. “I just got a text back from my husband, Lucas. If you both have time after this meeting, he can meet you at the rental house.” Phoebe handed each of them a slip of paper. “This is the address.”

“Thank you,” Nic said, hoping to see the place without Sylas. “I’d love to take a look at it.”

“Same here,” Sylas added.