Page 73 of One Cornish Summer With You
Tammy boiled over. ‘If you think that I was interested in Ruan for a house – if you think I’d ever hook up with a man for his money, then you really don’t know me. You never have understood me. We will never ever get back together, Sean.’
He sneered. ‘Christ, you sound like a Taylor Swift song.’
‘Taylor is spot on in this case. Stay well away from me from now on – or else.’
Davey found Tammy sitting on the terrace with a bowl of food later that evening. He was drying his hands on a towel after being busy in the studio all day.
‘Penny for them?’
She glanced up. ‘What?’
‘Penny for your thoughts. You’ve been giving that rabbit food some serious attention for a while now.’
‘It’s a tuna poke bowl,’ she said, setting it down on the table.
‘Why can’t you have a pasty like a respectable person?’
‘Because I’m not sure I’m respectable and poke bowls are delicious. I made this – there’s more in the fridge if you fancy it.’
‘It sounds weird to me.’
‘It has tuna landed off Porthmellow and tons of rabbit food,’ she explained.
‘Why haven’t you wolfed it down then?’
‘I’m not very hungry.’
‘Has it been busy?’
‘A tale of two halves. Quiet all morning then heaving this afternoon.’
He sat down at the table. ‘Is the loss of appetite anything to do with Ruan?’
‘No,’ she said quickly. ‘I’m knackered, that’s all. There’s been a lot to sort out after the festival. So many messages and emails …’
‘What it is to be popular and successful,’ Davey said with an ironic lift of his bushy brows. ‘Well, I think you’ve been working too hard. Why don’t you take tomorrow off? Go out with Ruan.’
‘Saturday’s your busiest day. Aren’t you still trying to complete that hotel commission?’
‘I am and Saturday is busy but Breda said she’d helpand – don’t complain – I’ve asked Keiron too. He needs the experience.’
‘I hope he won’t scare the customers off.’
‘Not with Breda to supervise. You should go and see Ruan. That’s an order.’
Tammy picked up the poke bowl again and prodded a lettuce leaf. ‘He’s probably busy.’
‘I doubt it and you must be desperate to see him. Both of you. He hasn’t been round here for more than a week.’
‘No. He hasn’t.’
‘What’s going on?’ Davey gave her that look. ‘Tammy. Is everything OK between you two?’
Tammy didn’t want to tell him, yet she needed to share with someone.
‘I – There is something. Something I didn’t know about him. You’ll probably find out sooner or later on the grapevine or from Sean.’
He frowned. ‘Sean?’
