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

second,

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

the first time they

to such contact, felt her cheeks flush with

with a soft voice, "You go ahead

to get in, but then

"Zoey!"

packed into those two syllables was overwhelming, her heart numb and

of panic, as if she was treading

and glanced back

was locked on her like a hunter targeting

and fraught, it took him a while to

uneasy, quickly slipped into the

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

car start up slowly, pursed

rich folks always have a

piece of candy from his

"Don't be upset."

not upset. I just think he's being

as Zoey was about to order, she caught sight of someone