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?"

was hoarse, the emotions in his eyes bordering on

next second, she was

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

hand, marking the first time they had

used to such contact, felt her

to her with a soft voice,

nodded, turning to get in, but then

"Zoey!"

was overwhelming, her heart numb and aching with

of panic, as if she was treading on

glanced back

a

heavy and fraught, it took him a while

feeling uneasy, quickly

looks a lot like my kid's mom. Lost my composure for a moment, sorry." Henry's eyes were filled with confusion, but he said nothing and got into the car

car start up slowly,

rich folks always have

of candy from his pocket and offering

"Don't be upset."

I just think he's being

as Zoey was about to order, she caught sight of someone taking a seat nearby. Lifting her