Custom Built (Fast & Fury #1) - Chantal Fernando Page 0,12
phone, but we hang up and my attention is solely on Crow and Cameron. I don’t think they’re a couple, or he’d have known how her trip was already. And who cares if they are? He’s an asshole and it’s none of my business what he does.
Crow comes over, and I notice he has a bandage wrapped around his knuckles on his right hand. I wonder what he did to himself.
“Boxing at the clubhouse,” he says, eyes on me.
“Oh, I...” I trail off, not knowing how to reply to him answering a question I only asked in my head.
Boxing at the...clubhouse?
Clearing my throat, I lean back in my chair and study him. Crow’s enthusiastic attitude when he saw Cameron is long gone, a broodiness he seems to only reserve for me left in its place.
What’s his deal with me?
The phone rings, saving me. “I guess I better get back to work.” Saved by the bell.
“Fast & Fury, Bronte speaking,” I say, ignoring his blue eyes on me. I schedule an appointment for the client to come in, and only when I hang up does he speak.
“Your hair looks...different today.” He walks away, leaving my eyes narrowed.
He doesn’t give away whether that’s a good thing or not, which annoys me.
He annoys me.
Cameron walks up, brow furrowed. She turns, tilting her head to the side and studying me. “Crow is the most laid-back, funny guy I’ve ever met in my life. I don’t know why he’s so weird around you.”
“I must have that effect on people,” I reply in a dry tone, still staring at his back. I don’t know what’s up with him, but his energy is all over the place, and he clearly has a chip on his shoulder when it comes to me. I know I only have to put up with him at work, and he’s not terrible to be around, but he just leaves me feeling a little...off-kilter.
And I don’t like it.
“He’s a good-looking man,” she continues, sitting down on the edge of the wooden desk and crossing her legs. “You’d be surprised how many times women come in here pretending they are looking at motorcycles to try to get his or one of the other men’s attention. It’s sad, really.”
I don’t want to ask her the next question, but my curiosity wins out. “The two of you have never...”
“Me and Crow?” she asks, eyes going wide as she shakes her head. “No. He’s like a brother to me. He took a huge chance on me, giving me this job, and I’ll never forget that. There aren’t many places that want to hire someone who has done time, let alone a woman in a place like this, but the Knights don’t judge.”
Wait, what?
Cameron has been to prison?
She leans down closer and adds, “It’s too bad I have zero attraction to him. He’s hot. Tall, too. Far over six feet, none of that ‘five-eleven, almost six foot in shoes’ bullshit I get when I’m online dating.”
I burst out laughing, earning a dirty look from the man in question. “Shame he’s an asshole.”
“The hot ones usually are,” she murmurs. I want to ask her about the prison thing, but I figure if she wants me to know, she will tell me.
Abbie drops in on her lunch break with her fiancé, Temper. I’m not going to lie, the man looks a little scary with his huge build and dark eyes, but he shakes my hand and welcomes me to the Fast & Fury family.
“Abbie has been talking about you nonstop,” he adds, glancing down at her lovingly. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too.”
“I have to head out back to do a few things before we leave, so if you both will excuse me.”
“Okay,” Abbie says, turning to me with a big smile on her face. “How’s it been? I wanted to text you and realized I didn’t have your number, so I thought I’d drop in and get it.” She holds out her phone and types in the numbers as I say them.
“It’s been really good,” I say, eyes darting to Crow to see what he’s up to. He’s currently talking to a customer. “Everyone has been really welcoming.”
Besides Crow, of course.
“That’s good to hear. I thought they would be. I know not many work here, but I don’t think you could find a better crew of people.”
“So far so good,” I agree with her.
“So I was thinking, if you don’t have any plans this