Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Tam hadn’t known what to expect from this night but this certainly wasn’t it. It seemed Seamus was full of surprises, and she had a feeling this night was going to be one she wouldn’t soon forget.
8
Things were getting out of hand with Tamryn. It was bad enough that once hadn’t been enough for Seamus, but he had to have her all the time. She invaded his thoughts morning, noon and night, and every night he’d go to the club in hopes that it would be the time when his obsession had come to an end. But here he was, five months later and he was nowhere close to being done with her. Before she’d entered his life, the longest he’d ever been with any of the girls at the Devil’s Den was a couple months tops, one girl having lasted three, but only because he’d done a lot of traveling during that time and visited the club sporadically.
Normally he didn’t interfere with their work schedules when he wasn’t there, but he’d left strict instructions with Natalia that Tamryn wasn’t to entertain any other guests. He found himself leaving his office early to go visit the building just to take Tamryn for meals or shopping. She never seemed particularly impressed with the gifts he showered on her and maybe that was why he was so generous with his time and money when it came to her. There was no other woman he’d met at the Devil’s Den that he’d wanted to spend this much time with. In fact, there wasn’t any woman who’d gotten under his skin the way she had. Not since his first love, who’d put him off the idea of commitment in the first place.
And this made Tamryn dangerous.
He couldn’t figure out the type of hold she had on him. But finally, he decided that when it came right down to it, he saw something within her that he must have recognized the first time he saw her standing outside staring at him in the restaurant. She was a kindred spirit.
His mind drifted to that dinner on the docks a few months back. Seamus had secretly been impressed that where he’d taken her didn’t seem to bother Tamryn. That was one of the things that he liked about her. She remained unbothered about a lot of things, probably because like him she’d suffered real hardship. Most people assumed that because of where he was today, he didn’t have to scrape and fight for everything he had. He found himself opening up to her in ways he’d never done with anyone else and that scared the fuck out of him.
“How did you find this place?” Tamryn looked around the diner as they waited for their orders.
Seamus observed the expression on her face to gauge if he read disgust but he thankfully saw none. Natalia had been the only other woman he’d brought here and she’d complained the entire time. He couldn’t understand why but he wanted her to like this place as much as he did because Roy’s diner meant a lot to him. He owed much of his survival to this unassuming little restaurant.
“I went to this fancy private school not too far away from here when I was younger. I fucking hated it so I’d skip classes a lot and I wound up here. Roy and his wife took pity on me and would feed me every time I visited. And I’d always sit in this booth because I could see the ships come in and out of port. It was just kind of soothing, you know.”
“Why did you hate school so much?” Tamryn asked softly.
Normally, he would have shut most people down when they asked him lots of questions about his personal life, but Tamryn seemed to ask out of obvious interest rather than to be a busybody. “My father was a well-known figure in the Irish mob. My grandfather had built up a pretty large bootlegging empire, but after prohibition, it was harder to turn a profit. It was my father who moved his interests into racketeering, drugs, and guns. Had the Feds on his back for years but they could never pin anything on him.”
“So the kids at school knew who your father was and gave you a hard time?” Tamryn guessed correctly.
Seamus nodded. He’d gotten into so many fights when he was younger; the only thing that had kept him from getting expelled was the generous donations his father would make.
“That’s sad. Kids can be cruel.”
Seamus shrugged. “The kids I could handle. After they realized that I was willing to get physical they left me alone. It was the adults who were the worst.”
“What did your parents say about it?”
“My mother died in childbirth. Never knew her. My old man told me I needed to toughen up.”