Page 41 of Blackmailing the Denton Girl (The Denton Family Legacy)

“My father lived. It meant a lifestyle change. Less sausage and beef and more salad, but from that moment on, I worked with my father and never turned my back on him again.”

“Did you love it?” she asked.

“Yes, once I embraced it, I came to love everything about gardening and realized I could do anything. I love my job, and in the last three years, I have met a lovely young woman, who happens to enjoy helping me in my garden.”

She smiled at him. “I don’t know if I’m good at helping you.”

“You help me, Tamsin, and don’t ever think you don’t.” David glanced over at her and winked.

That meant the world to her. All her life, her mother had always described her as being a pain in the ass. She had often felt like her parents didn’t know what to do with her.

“Thank you,” Tamsin said.

She didn’t want to cry.

She refused to cry.

There was no point in it.

At the sound of footsteps approaching, Tamsin looked up to see one of the women who worked in the kitchen holding a cell phone. She didn’t recognize the cell phone as the woman held it out to her.

“There’s a telephone call for you, Mrs…” The woman offered the phone, gave her a smile, and Tamsin frowned.

Putting the cell phone to her ear as if it were a foreign object she didn’t know how to work, she frowned. “Hello, this is Mrs. Savonas. May I please ask who is calling?”

“And here I was expecting you to answer saying, ‘What’!”

Landon.

Tamsin couldn’t help but smile and she glanced over at David. “I have to take this.”

David gave a nod of the head, and she quickly moved out of earshot.

“What are you doing?” Tamsin asked.

“Calling you, I think that is obvious,” Landon said. “Has marriage frazzled your brain so much that you don’t know who you are or what you’re doing?”

“You know you’re not funny, don’t you?” Tamsin couldn’t help but smile though. She remembered not too long ago, when Landon had been broken. It was just after finding out his woman—or at least who he thought was his woman, Sarah—had died. It had nearly killed him. Their brothers had no choice but to watch him as he attempted to kill himself. She did believe in the action of killing his father, he’d been trying to commit suicide. Then he’d met his real woman, Tulip, who happened to be Sarah’s twin sister. There was a story behind that as well—twins separated at birth, and growing up in completely different circumstances. Either way, Sarah had ended up killed by their father. Tulip had been discovered and as far as she knew, Landon and Tulip lived together with completely different identities, and even had a child now as well.

“I’m hilarious, but enough about me, let’s talk about you, my precious sister.”

She rolled her eyes. “There is nothing to tell.”

“There is always something to tell. You’re married. How is married life treating you? Has Mason had to spank you for being naughty?”

There was absolutely nothing sexual in Landon’s line of questioning, but if there was anyone listening in, they wouldn’t get his sense of humor. She did. Also, she was a little nervous in case someonewaslistening in.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea that you called,” Tamsin said.

“I know there’s always a risk, but trust me, I’m not going to put you or my family in danger. I just needed to check in with my little sister. Are you okay? How is everything? Do you need me to come and kick his ass?”

“No, I don’t need you to come and kick anyone’s ass. Everything is fine. Honestly, it’s all good. Everything is good.” She had no idea what to keep saying. She felt a little on edge.

Tamsin didn’t want his phone call to be a waste, so she told him about the charity event, seeing their brothers, Jacob coming to her rescue.

“You’re still hating them?” Landon asked.

“I … I don’t hate them.”

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