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 conversation with this man was like talking

a quick inventory of

a living room, kitchen, and bathroom–looked to be around 120 square meters.

all the way: hardwood floors, matching cabinets, a dining set, and even a

was the large flat–screen TV

the wooden furniture complemented by white lace curtains and a couple of tall, leafy houseplants making the room feel

Cold–Shoulder himself, for a guy who’d spruce up his home like this. She’d thought his world was all shades of gray, never

a guest room.

a new pair of lady’s slippers on the rack, obviously set out for her.

she was about to follow, Tarquin closed the

Chapter 128

“Where’s Elijah?” she

“Still asleep.”

hasn’t woken

“Mm–hmm.”

me here at the crack of

had driven to pick her up. But if the

the most natural thing in the world, then closed the door behind

but she thought she heard the

room.