Even the idea of meeting with Lord Capulet was awkward at best. At least the meeting he’d had with Lady Beatrice had been, somewhat warranted at the time, but this one, was a weird request. Everything about his relationship with Mel was, in some ways, weird. At least it felt that way to Nic. But it wasn’t enough to make the Dominant not still want to pursue it; not even a little bit. Unsure how to dress to meet with the Capulet Lord about this, Nic put on a pair of dark wash jeans, a button up shirt, with a tie and a sport coat. He slipped a pair of loafers onto his feet and wrapped a scarf around his neck before getting into his car and driving over to the Estate. The Dominant gave his name and was shown into a little sitting area, smaller, and a touch less formal than the one he’d met with Lady Beatrice in. Nic rubbed his sweaty palms against the tops of his denim clad thighs, wondering just how to delicately broach the subject.