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.

realize that having a normal conversation with this man was like

quick inventory

three–bedroom with a living room, kitchen, and bathroom–looked to

hardwood floors, matching cabinets, a dining set, and even a coffee

the large

by white lace curtains and a couple of tall, leafy

up his home like this. She’d thought his world was all shades of gray, never the warm

house shoes and was heading toward a guest room. He

his son and bent down to switch her shoes too. There was a new pair of

was about to follow, Tarquin closed the

Chapter 128

was piqued. “Where’s Elijah?” she asked.

“Still asleep.”

hasn’t woken up yet?”

“Mm–hmm.”

did you drag me here at the

her up. But if the kid was still asleep, what was she doing there?

the fridge. Make breakfast,” he said, as if it was the most natural

it was her imagination, but she thought she

room.