Flight (The Crescent Chronicles #1)

Chapter Eleven

Levi waited for me by the front entrance of the hotel the next morning. He grinned, and in the light of day I couldn't believe he had scared me the night before. I followed him outside to find his car. His black BMW matched him perfectly. It was such an obvious fit that I headed toward the passenger side door before he even told me it was his.

"How'd you know it was mine?"

"You said you were parked down here, and it seemed more you than an old Civic or a pickup."

He smiled and I could tell he was thinking. "I like how you don't hold back, Al. You just say it like it is."

"So you are really sticking to the Al thing, huh?"

"It fits."

"Whatever."

Taking the day off was a little too easy, and I felt bad about how quickly Natalie agreed when Levi asked. When I double-checked with her in the morning, she insisted I take the whole day and not worry about coming in that afternoon. I argued at first, but I could tell she wasn't going to budge. I had decided to stop worrying about it by the time I slipped into Levi's car, dressed as he suggested in jeans and sneakers.

"Are you ready to tell me where we're going?

"Patience, patience."

I yawned, tired from a fitful night of sleep. No matter how much I liked surprises, I couldn't deny the slight apprehension permeating my otherwise good mood.

Levi pulled up in front of a construction site. "Seriously? Do I seem like the type to like construction work?"

"No, but I think you'll like this." He smiled.

"Okay..." I stepped out of the car wondering where he was going with it.

A man in a hardhat greeted us as we walked closer to the house. "Levi, you made it."

"Hi, Phil. Of course. I brought another set of hands with me."

"I can see that."

"Allie, this is Phil. Phil, Allie."

"Nice to meet you," I said politely, taking his outstretched hand.

"The pleasure is all mine. We are always looking for new volunteers."

"Volunteers?" As the question slipped out, I looked around me, noticing for the first time that most of the people weren't your typical construction types.

"Yes. We've been doing rebuilding work since the storm, but it seems there is always more work to be done."

"I'm sure." Aware of the damage caused by Hurricane Katrina everything clicked. Levi had taken me to a rebuilding project.

"Do you know how to use a hammer?" Levi asked.

"I can't say I've ever used one, but I'm game to try."

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Hours later with a tool belt slung around my hips and a hammer in my hands, I had successfully nailed together more boards than I could count. Sweaty and physically exhausted in a good way, I accepted the bottle of water Levi offered.

"Having fun?"

"Yeah, I actually am. It seems I have a hidden talent for hammering nails, huh?"

"It seems so." He laughed lightly, taking a swig from his own bottle. "We can head out if you want. I think Hailey wanted to steal you later."

"Steal me?"

"Absolutely, today was all mine, remember?"

"Do you do this a lot?" I asked.