Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 128

“My name’s Tarin, and that fella is Tarquin. We have no more relationships.”

Elysia just blinked.

Tarquin fished out an old–fashioned key and unlocked the front door, pausing before stepping inside. to issue a reminder, “Look, I brought you here to cheer him up, not to wind him up. If he throws a tantrum, just ride it out, will you? And don’t go poking around about his mother. It’s a sore spot.”

Why, oh why, should she take flak from this guy? Why couldn’t she give as good as she got?

But what could she do? She was outmatched, and her kids were only five. She had to cope.

somehow.

Elysia psyched herself up and pushed down the irritation to ask, “So what’s the deal with his mother? Why did she take off? You two weren’t getting along?”

Tarquin’s frown was immediate and telling. “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. That’s off–limits!”

Elysia was taken aback.

Wasn’t it standard procedure to get the lay of the land before attempting to treat a patient?

“I just…”

“Get in here!” Tarquin cut her off.

was starting to realize that having a normal

inside, she took a quick inventory

living room, kitchen,

charm all the way: hardwood floors, matching cabinets, a dining set, and even a coffee table that all

touch was the large

and homely, with the wooden furniture complemented by white lace curtains and a couple of tall, leafy

his home like this. She’d thought his

slipped into his house shoes and was heading toward a guest room. He opened the door just a crack

her shoes too. There was a new pair of lady’s slippers on the rack,

she was about to follow, Tarquin closed the door to the

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curiosity was piqued. “Where’s

“Still asleep.”

woken up

“Mm–hmm.”

did you drag me here at the crack of dawn?”

had driven to pick her up. But if

the most natural thing

it was her imagination, but she thought

room.