Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 28

She hastily released Tarquin’s arm with a sheepish grin, her cheeks flushed with

embarrassment. “Thanks,” she muttered, digging into her pocket to shove a wad of bills into his hand before bolting away.

The click–clack of her high heels echoed, fading into the distance until swallowed by the pulsing beats of the bar’s jukebox.

Tarquin watched her disappear, his brow furrowed in confusion and a hint of something else. It had been six years since he’d been this close to a woman.

The rush of familiar warmth came flooding back, unbidden, reminding him of that night so long ago. Her lips had been just as soft…

That was why he hadn’t pushed her away immediately.

Noticing Tarquin’s distress, Gage broke free from Lowell’s grip and circled back.

“Tarquin, that was… You know her?” he inquired, a note of surprise in his voice.

Tarquin glanced down at the cash in his hand–two crisp hundred–dollar bills and a fifty–and scowled.

Without a word, he shoved the money at Lowell and stalked off to the private booth, ignoring Gage’s query.

Elysia’s way of sealing his boss‘ lips? Or was it for the kiss she planted on his boss?

for $250–wasn’t that

dare follow. Instead, he grabbed Lowell’s

pocketed the cash. “Met

dare to kiss Tarquin? And how could

the real score between Tarquin and Ms. Slater. Some things are better left unsaid. Wouldn’t want to

tip of his hat, Lowell excused himself from

he whipped out his phone

a situation! A big one! Tarquin kissed another woman!”

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lounge, the atmosphere buzzed with chatter and laughter.

the crowd rose to greet him. “Hey,

carry on. He made a beeline for the central seat, sat

his friend’s grim expression, asked, “What’s got you down? You finally decide to come out and you’re still sulking?”

was elsewhere, troubled by the memory of Elysia’s kiss. He dodged the question, instead

Keaton’s nephew, was still in the

he had an episode today and ran into traffic in a fit.

his cigarette. “Same old.”