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Sheila felt sorry for me and took me down on my first day and introduced me to some of the people who work in the other departments. In fact, did you know that thereâs something called the Lottery Club?â
âThe Lottery Club?â He looked at her with a bewildered expression.
âYes!â She leaned forward, pressing her hands against the sides of the sofa, and stared earnestly at him. Or, at least, she hoped that her stare was earnest. If a little unsteady at the edges. âApparently lots of people are on it. They all put in money to do the lottery and then on a Friday they go down to the pub to celebrate the fact that they probably havenât won! In fact, I would have been there now if I hadnât been, wellâ¦here instead. But next Friday theyâre all going to a club in Leicester Square and Iâve been invited to go along. Itâll be fun!â
In fact, she couldnât wait. This was what she had come to London for, she decided. Fun with a capital F! Despite her exuberant personality, she was more of a homebody than she would have ever cared to admit to anyone, andshe had eschewed clubbing in Ireland for the more mundane activities of going to the movies with her friends or having a meal out at the local pizza place or Chinese restaurant. The first sheâd tasted of a more glitzy lifestyle had been during her brief and traumatic fling with Eric Gallway, and even then, she thought sourly, sheâd been more interested in running around behind him like a pet pooch than enjoying the nightclubs he had taken her to. It had been one of his many angry criticisms of her when the whole thing had blown up. That she was boring and unsophisticated. That she was like a teenager, but without the sense of daring.
Daring was something she was currently striving for, and next weekâs fun at a club would be the first step.
Unfortunately, Kane was looking at her with a concerned expression, as though she had inadvertently informed him that she intended to become a lap dancer for the evening. Perhaps, she thought crossly, he was wondering whether she was a suitable candidate after all to look after his child for a handful of hours every week. Perhaps, on top of the children-should-be-allowed-in-the-kitchen attitude, an admission of wanting to go to a nightclub in Leicester Square was confirmation of her juvenile tendencies.
âSounds like a bundle of laughs,â he said drily. âEven though you donât look too convinced.â
âI happen to be very convinced,â Shannon informed him, tilting her chin up.
âAnd youâve been to clubs before, have you?â
âOf course Iâve been to clubs! Dublin is very well stocked with them, in case you didnât know. And what makes you think that I havenât been to any? I may not be a Londoner born and bred, but Iâm not exactly green round the ears!â
âI do apologise if Iâve given you the impression that thatâs what I thought,â he said, in an unapologetic voice, âbut for some reason I got the impression that you were a family person, perhaps even rather sheltered.â
âI used to be,â she corrected him firmly, breaking off to ask for a top-up, just to prove that wild and daring was the woman she was and not young and uninitiated, which had been Ericâs opinion of her. Young, uninitiated and therefore ready for a little corruption. âBut we all grow up, donât we?â Her head was beginning to feel a little chaotic, and for some strange reason she had the maddest urge to shock him. He always looked so un-shockable . If a mushroom cloud had gathered over his house and there had been a two-minute warning going off, she doubted whether he would have been galvanised into panicky action. She wondered madly what he would look like roused.
âAnd youâve decided that now is your time to grow up.â
âIâm certainly looking for
âThe Lottery Club?â He looked at her with a bewildered expression.
âYes!â She leaned forward, pressing her hands against the sides of the sofa, and stared earnestly at him. Or, at least, she hoped that her stare was earnest. If a little unsteady at the edges. âApparently lots of people are on it. They all put in money to do the lottery and then on a Friday they go down to the pub to celebrate the fact that they probably havenât won! In fact, I would have been there now if I hadnât been, wellâ¦here instead. But next Friday theyâre all going to a club in Leicester Square and Iâve been invited to go along. Itâll be fun!â
In fact, she couldnât wait. This was what she had come to London for, she decided. Fun with a capital F! Despite her exuberant personality, she was more of a homebody than she would have ever cared to admit to anyone, andshe had eschewed clubbing in Ireland for the more mundane activities of going to the movies with her friends or having a meal out at the local pizza place or Chinese restaurant. The first sheâd tasted of a more glitzy lifestyle had been during her brief and traumatic fling with Eric Gallway, and even then, she thought sourly, sheâd been more interested in running around behind him like a pet pooch than enjoying the nightclubs he had taken her to. It had been one of his many angry criticisms of her when the whole thing had blown up. That she was boring and unsophisticated. That she was like a teenager, but without the sense of daring.
Daring was something she was currently striving for, and next weekâs fun at a club would be the first step.
Unfortunately, Kane was looking at her with a concerned expression, as though she had inadvertently informed him that she intended to become a lap dancer for the evening. Perhaps, she thought crossly, he was wondering whether she was a suitable candidate after all to look after his child for a handful of hours every week. Perhaps, on top of the children-should-be-allowed-in-the-kitchen attitude, an admission of wanting to go to a nightclub in Leicester Square was confirmation of her juvenile tendencies.
âSounds like a bundle of laughs,â he said drily. âEven though you donât look too convinced.â
âI happen to be very convinced,â Shannon informed him, tilting her chin up.
âAnd youâve been to clubs before, have you?â
âOf course Iâve been to clubs! Dublin is very well stocked with them, in case you didnât know. And what makes you think that I havenât been to any? I may not be a Londoner born and bred, but Iâm not exactly green round the ears!â
âI do apologise if Iâve given you the impression that thatâs what I thought,â he said, in an unapologetic voice, âbut for some reason I got the impression that you were a family person, perhaps even rather sheltered.â
âI used to be,â she corrected him firmly, breaking off to ask for a top-up, just to prove that wild and daring was the woman she was and not young and uninitiated, which had been Ericâs opinion of her. Young, uninitiated and therefore ready for a little corruption. âBut we all grow up, donât we?â Her head was beginning to feel a little chaotic, and for some strange reason she had the maddest urge to shock him. He always looked so un-shockable . If a mushroom cloud had gathered over his house and there had been a two-minute warning going off, she doubted whether he would have been galvanised into panicky action. She wondered madly what he would look like roused.
âAnd youâve decided that now is your time to grow up.â
âIâm certainly looking for
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