Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 80

When Elijah was wearing a mask, his eyes were almost identical to this boy’s. Only Elijah’s brow was frequently furrowed, a clear sign that not even the most shocking events could easily stir his expression.

“Wowza, cake man! It looks super scrumptious!” Evan exclaimed as he dashed towards Tarquin, disregarding the setting entirely and grabbing a fistful of cake to stuff into his mouth.

The cake was genuinely delicious, and he was drooling with desire.

Tarquin quickly grabbed his wrist, “No can do, buddy. You can’t eat that.”

Evan tried to power through and eat it anyway, but he was no match for Tarquin’s strength. Staring at the tantalizing cake just out of reach, the little guy was far from pleased, “Meanie!”

He huffed indignantly and returned to his kiddie stool.

Tarquin’s brow creased with annoyance, but he didn’t hold a grudge against Evan, instead opting to clean off the cake smears from his body at the sink.

Just as he finished washing his face, Evan turned to him with a pitiful look.

“Sir.”

Tarquin turned around with a silent question.

“I… I gotta pee, like, really bad,” said Evan.

“Well, go ahead.”

unzip my pants. Can you help me

Evan started his

no, I can’t hold it anymore. I’m gonna pee my pants, wah wah wah, Sir,

me!”

one for small talk, especially with strangers, and that included kids. But he saw a shadow

began

the zipper came undone, suddenly, a warm

baked boy pee, splashing onto Tarquin’s face, clothes, hands,

was utterly

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Evan’s eyes, and he triumphed inside, “That’s for picking on

so sorry, Sir. I… I couldn’t hold it.

purpose, Sir. I swear I didn’t mean to pee on you. Let me

a move towards the trash can to pick up used

horror, and he

“You…”

to wipe it

“No, I don’t!”

gonna head out. Oh, and don’t forget to rinse your mouth. I