Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 39

Lowell had been itching to jump out of the car and rescue Elysia, but seeing Gage

knocked out cold, he chilled out.

Peering through the windshield at the disheveled Gage, he couldn’t help but say to Tarquin, That Gage is a real piece of work. I’m embarrassed to even know the guy. What a disgrace!”

Tarquin glanced outside with a flick of his eyelashes and said in a frosty tone,

“If he’s so fond of going au naturel, let him do a streak around Jindale City three times without a stitch on.”

Lowell’s lips twitched at the thought. In this freezing weather, to streak?

Exhilarating.

Serves him right.

If you’re a real man, you don’t mistreat women. What kind of skill is it to use force?

Lowell got out of the car to meet Elysia.

Just as Elysia pushed open the car door and jumped out, frantic to get away, she suddenly saw Lowell and froze.

Having just leaped out of Gage’s car, she was now being forced into Tarquin’s ride.

right into the passenger side. She didn’t want to sit with Tarquin.

she owed him money, but mainly because he would lock her up

with Lowell still outside, the car was eerily quiet with just the two of them. Elysia

must be after her for the money,

she do when he

didn’t he know she was Tarquin’s wife? How dare he still go after her? Wasn’t he afraid of the Bradfords? Or did he

of Elysia’s mouth, her heart pounding.

move from the enemy, no move from me.

She could feel his gaze fixed on

felt a tingling on her scalp from his stare, restless and uneasy. At this point, she was almost

worst, but say something!

didn’t get a word from Tarquin, but Lowell returned instead.

arranging Gage’s streaking punishment, Lowell got in the

hopes we can bring Ms. Thorne to the hospital as soon as we find her.”

shifted instantly. She looked urgently at Lowell and said, “The kid’s sick, don’t

now, with doctors and nurses around, but the kid’s latched onto

to the hospital, now.”

waiting for a

remained silent, but his gaze never left

today. Not a word was one thing, but even his looks were

their previous encounters, his gaze was sharp, cold, and devoid of warmth. But