Page 87 of Knight Life In Vegas

He nudged Beau, who had been silent the whole trip so far. “And for you?”

“Inconvenient.”

“Understatement of the century,” I said with a laugh.

“The different city thing is a bit of a hassle, I guess.” Dylan shrugged. “Sure you don’t wanna move here permanently?”

“I would have to make substantial changes to my life to even consider it.”

“A bond feels pretty substantial already.”

I listened to them with half an ear, trying to focus on the road. I had no idea how long it would take the bond to calm down enough that Beau would be able to go back to New York. The Internet didn’t have a ton of information since it was uncommon for people to try to separate after a bond.

We pulled to a stop at the apartment building I had visited that first night when Francisco took me to bed. The memory of every fevered touch and frantic kiss raced through me and made Beau’s posture stiffen next to me. The bond was so fresh, he was going to feel every time I got turned on. That was probably fine when it washimturning me on, but I wasn’t sure what was going through his head when it was someone else making it happen.

Dylan popped out of the back seat and opened my door for me. “Ready, princess?”

“As ready as I can be when I don’t know what’s happening.”

He took my hand, and I grabbed Beau’s, the three of us heading inside. Eduardo and Francisco were waiting for us in the hall with a handful of others I didn’t recognize except for the omega who looked vaguely familiar from Night of Knights.

Dylan pulled me forward when I would have stopped, excitedly introducing me to Carmen, who played their Guinevere, and her pack.

Eduardo popped open one of the apartment doors, the space full of tidy stacked boxes. “Come on in.”

Still having no clue what was going on, I let Dylan tug me along. The apartment was easily quadruple the size of what I had now, with space to breathe in the living areas, a full kitchenwith tons of storage, and two full bathrooms for the main area. If peeking through the open doors were any indication, it hosted four bedrooms, including an omega suite.

“What do you think?” Francisco asked.

“It’s lovely, but I’m not sure why I’m looking at it?”

“Carmen and her pack are moving out soon,” said Eduardo. “They haven’t told management yet, but they’ve already found a place they want to move into and I asked them to let you have a chance to see this first.”

“We want you to move in here, if you want to,” said Dylan. “It’s right next door, so we won’t be in your hair, but we’re close by.”

I stared at the space with fresh eyes, mentally slotting my boys into each bedroom. It had a space for Beau to work, and enough room I would theoretically not trip over things a dozen times a day. Dylan and Beau both released my hands and I drifted toward the largest room: the omega suite with a massive bed and attached bathroom. It was enormous compared to what I had now and my mind filled the space with the sort of nest I could have with that much room to expand.

There was just one problem. “I can’t afford this.”

“I’ll pay for it,” Beau said instantly. “If you want it, I’ll make it happen.”

I chewed my lip, surveying the apartment. My other matches would be right next door, and they had thought of this instead of a pack house, keeping the pressure off me while still showing me they wanted to be there for me. I held my breath, gaze sliding again to the nest, a burst of giddiness building in my chest. I wasn’t convinced a better solution existed, and this one met me exactly where I was.

“I’ll have to check if the boys will need to switch schools.”

“We’re still in their district,” said Eduardo. “I already checked. They can stay right where they are so moving homes is the only big change for them.”

Tears closed up my throat. They had thought of my children, of what would make things easiest for them. They’d thought of what would give all of us what we needed with as little disruption as possible.

“I think we could be really happy here.”

Beau looped an arm around my waist. “Consider the cost covered as long as you’re here. No matter how long or short, I’ll have them bill me and I’ll pay it as long as you want to stay.”

“Oh, to have so much money I could throw it around like that,” said Dylan with a smile. “I’d buy you a castle if I could.”

“Finding this place is plenty,” I assured him. I turned to Beau, cuddling into his chest. “You know I don’t expect you to take care of us.”

“I know. I’m going to anyway. Even without the bond I would do it. If you’d prefer the apartment to be in your name, I’ll transfer a year’s rent to your account at a time. Or more, if you’d rather.”

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