Claim (Fury Brothers #5)

Glancing to the side, I saw Bell wave at Gio. He stopped to talk to her. I’d told him to give her a tour and show her the ropes.

“Who’s the girl?” Dante asked.

“Woman. If Shay hears you calling her a girl, she’ll knock your teeth out.”

Dante eyed Bell. “She’s almost a girl.”

“New hire. She’s going to do odd jobs around the gym.”

“Not your usual choice of employee. Most of your guys are boxers.”

“She needed a job.”

Dante swiped his arm across his sweaty forehead. “I smell a story.”

I pulled my gloves off. “No story.”

“She’s a person in some sort of need. All your guys are, starting with Gio.”

Gio had been an old trainer of mine back in my early fighting days. We’d lost contact, then he’d gone through a bad divorce, and ended up battling alcoholism. He’d lost his job, his wife, his house, and was scraping the bottom of the barrel.

I’d given him a chance when no one else would. It was all he’d needed. Now, he was my most loyal employee, and he knew the gym inside and out.

“I’m not sure of her story,” I told Dante. “She’s on the run from something.” I watched her. “Or rather, someone.”

“You guys done?” Colt was leaning on the ropes of the next ring, Kavner beside him.

They made a pair. Colt, the tall, grumpy bounty hunter with tats on his arms, and Kav, the glossy, handsome businessman.

I nodded. “Yep.”

“Who wants a round with me?” Reath appeared with a towel around his neck and sweat slicking his brown skin.

“I will,” I said.

That’s when I realized Bell was walking toward us. I stiffened.

“Now, who’s this?” Kav murmured.

“Beau’s new hire,” Dante said. “But I’m pretty sure there’s more to it.”

I ignored them.

“Hi,” Bell said brightly, her gaze on me.

“Hey.” I ran a hand through my damp hair and knew I smelled like sweat. “Bellamy, these are my brothers. Guys, this is Bellamy.”

Bell blinked and looked at them all. “Hello.”

I pointed to them one by one. “Dante, Kavner, Colt, and the one beside you is Reath.”

Beside her, Reath smiled.

She stared at him, and my gut tightened. Reath was handsome. We’d been giving him shit about being pretty his entire life. He made up for it by being a badass. He was former Army and CIA, and ran Phoenix Security Services—the best security firm in New Orleans.

“It’s nice to meet you.” She gave them a small smile. “I hope there’s not a test to remember everybody’s names.”

“You’ll get to know us.” Kav smiled. “We’re around here pretty often. Now, I need to go.” He climbed out of the ring. “My lovely London is waiting for me.”