Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Zoey's smile was a bit strained. What was this guy's deal? Couldn't he tell they were just being polite?

Henry's expression faltered as well. "But, you know, today's a bit..."

That was a diplomatic way of saying no, clear to anyone who could read between the lines.

But Fitch seemed oblivious to the hint.

"If you guys are heading out to grab a bite, mind if I tag along?"

Henry instantly realized that Fitch was there for them.

Why, though? Had there been an issue with the piano they'd sold him yesterday?

Seeing Henry at a loss for words, Zoey immediately stepped forward to intercept.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but it's not a good time for us. We're on a date, just the two of us, and we really can't include anyone else. If you're in dire need of a tour guide, we can recommend someone else or maybe some other time."

Zoey thought her words were clear enough for the man to back off.

But his gaze stayed fixed on her, intense and complex.

After a long pause, he finally uttered, "You two... what's your relationship?"

hoarse, the emotions in his eyes bordering

the next second, she

is my girlfriend. If there's an issue with the piano, you

the first time they had held

used to such contact,

her with a soft voice, "You go ahead

get in, but then Fitch's

"Zoey!"

syllables was overwhelming, her

she felt a sense of panic, as if she was

frowned and glanced back at

locked on her like a hunter

him a while to force

feeling uneasy, quickly

like my kid's mom. Lost my composure for a moment, sorry." Henry's eyes were filled with

start up slowly,

have a

softly, pulling out a piece of candy from

"Don't be upset."

just

about to order, she caught sight of someone taking a seat nearby. Lifting