Rhett follows her line of vision, and Iknow I’m fucked.
“No issue at all. Is there, Atlas?”
He’s daring me to keep going, but before I can say anything, Seth joins us.
“What’s no issue?”
He was at his booth with a client. I didn’t realize he was done already.Shit.I know what’s about to happen.
“She wants to fill the receptionist position we have open,” Rhett explains. “Atlas has his boxers in a wad for some reason.”
Seth looks at me, then over to Cora. “Do you have experience?”
“Yep. Garage receptionist, but I figure it’s about the same. Answer the phone, greet people.”
“Solid. You’re hired,” Seth confirms, walking his client to the computer to finish up.
Cora’s face lights up. “Really? I’ve been to three interviews today and they were awful.”
“Yep, I’m game, and since Rhett seems fine with it, I doubt Kash will give a shit. He’s the other owner of our shop,” he explains.
“Great! When should I start?”
She’s wearing a large smile, and I’m a bit mad that I wasn’t the cause of it. I want to get to know her, but not here. I don’t want to share her attention with everyone else, but how do I rationally explain that to my brothers?
“Can I talk to you guys for a second?” I gesture toward the back room. Not waiting for them, I walk away. When I hear Seth say goodbye to his customer, I brace myself for the inevitable questions.
“You can’t hire her,” I say as soon as we’re out of earshot.
“Why the hell not?” Rhett asks. “Did Kash sleep with her or something? Is she some sort of fanatic?”
Seth says nothing. He just stares at me. The idea of Cora and Kash sleeping together sends a flash of anger through me, but I ignore it.She better not know him. I’ll break his jaw.
“No. At least not that I know of, but come on. She worked in a garage. We have totally different clients here,” I blurt out, knowing I’m grasping at straws.
If Cora works here, I’ll have access to her, but so will everyone else.
I hate the idea of her smiling at other people, and with the way I tossed and turned last night, I know it’ll get worse.
“Not really. They come in, get a service, and then pay. All done. I say we give her a shot. She’s not hard on the eyes and seems friendly enough,” Rhett says.
“Agreed. Unless you had a better interview already,” Seth cuts in.
No one else who interviewed felt like a good fit, and a few people didn’t show up, which, of course, Rhett knows.
Glancing at him, I know I’m screwed.
“Well,” Rhett starts. “I did think ole Adrian would have been a good fit, but he didn’t show up for his interview, along with a few others. Isn’t that right, Atty?”
Fuck.“Yeah. He didn’t show, and no one else seems to fit,” I admit.
“Perfect. It’s settled. She’s our new front girl.” Seth smiles at me. “I thought you’d be happy about this, Atlas. Now you don’t have to go through emails and messages and pretend to like people. You can go back to glaring at everyone all the time.”
Asshole.I don’t glare at everyone all the time.
Aiming a glare in his direction, I know I’m not helping my case, but I’m also too irritated to care. There’s nothing wrong with Cora, and I know I’m being difficult, but I don’t want people getting too friendly with my girl.
My girl?Where the fuck did that come from?
