Chapter 5

“What do you think of my house?”

“Great. Nice.”

Directly in front of the hall was a winding staircase. Apparently medical school paid off. A lot more than a mere cop’s salary.

Ray smiled. “I’ll give you a tour later. For now, come on.”

Nick followed Ray down a long hallway lined with hardwood floors. He turned right and they entered a large room with a red leather couch and a couple of chairs in front of a fireplace.

Next to that room was a dining room with a round table and chairs and then the kitchen after that. These three rooms could have held two of his apartments.

“Have a seat.” Ray indicated one of the easy chairs. “What would you care to drink? Chardonnay? Pinot Noir?”

Nick brushed off the seat of his pants and plopped down. “A beer?”

Ray frowned. “A beer? I don’t have any beer.”

“Oh. Um, well sorry. I’m not really into wine.”

Ray folded his muscular arms across his chest. Nick bit his lip, admiring the man’s physique. He really was hot.