Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 79

Elysia had been out for quite some time, and Evan was getting antsy about finding her.

But Blossom, ever the protective one, wasn’t keen on letting him venture out alone. So, Evan fibbed about needing to use the bathroom for a number two.

With Blossom none the wiser, he made his sneaky escape.

And just his luck, there he spotted Tarquin and Elysia engaged in conversation in the hallway.

Hiding at a distance, he couldn’t make out their words, but the stormy look on his mommy’s face said it all.

In his little mind, Tarquin was clearly the villain who had upset his precious mom.

An eye for an eye, he thought. If Mom’s upset, Tarquin won’t get off easy either.

So, the little guy was on a mission to even the score. He eavesdropped by the door, catching the lively buzz inside, punctuated by toasts to the “birthday boy.”

Evan scoffed silently.

A birthday, huh? Big whoop.

He spied a waiter wheeling over a cart with a birthday cake, and his eyes twinkled with mischief as he sauntered toward it. As he drew closer, he couldn’t help but express his

awe.

“Wow, what a gorgeous cake! I’d kill for a slice.”

The waiter, charmed by the cuteness, paused, saying with a smile, “It sure is pretty, but it’s for someone else. It’s not polite to eat without asking. If you want some sweets, just ask your folks to holler at one of us. We’ve got plenty of other treats in the back.”

out of reach, huh? Oh, what’s that

pointed his tiny finger at the

second, Evan slipped

not

get going. Don’t keep the birthday

The waiters chuckled and

finger, savoring the

what a shame,” he muttered, grinning wickedly as

erupted from the party room,

his ploy had worked. With a smug humph, he strolled towards the bathroom, whistling a tune, hands buried

cake had exploded, showering Tarquin in

was now a cake monster, covered from head to toe. He gasped in shock, nearly losing his cool – never had he been so humiliated, especially not in front of an

burst out, “Fuck! Who’s fucking with me on my day? You win; you got me. Just wait till

it was a prank

tension eased as everyone else thought the same, and laughter

didn’t dwell on

with it being Booker’s day, Tarquin swallowed his anger, storming off to the

party room’s restroom occupied, he headed to

he encountered Evan.

stood in front of the kiddie toilet, fumbling

met – a grown man

and a boy.

Had it not been for the boy’s lively eyes, he might have

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muttered, grinning

into the room.