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?"

voice was hoarse, the emotions in

the next second, she was

an issue

Zoey's hand, marking the first time they had

to such contact, felt her cheeks

a soft voice, "You go ahead and get in the

turning to get in,

"Zoey!"

two syllables was overwhelming, her heart numb and aching

above all, she felt a sense of panic, as if she was treading on cotton rather than

glanced back

a hunter

fraught, it took him a while to force a smile, "Zoey,

uneasy, quickly slipped into

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

car start

folks always have

candy from his pocket and offering

"Don't be upset."

I just

reached the restaurant and just as Zoey was about to order, she caught sight of