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.

that having a normal conversation with this man was like talking to

she took a quick

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

matching cabinets, a dining set, and even a coffee table that all screamed vintage.

the large

curtains and a couple of

never would have pegged Tarin, Mr. Cold–Shoulder himself, for a guy who’d spruce up his home like this. She’d thought his world

had already slipped into his house shoes and was heading toward a

switch her shoes too. There was a new pair of lady’s slippers on the rack, obviously set out for

Tarquin closed

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piqued. “Where’s Elijah?” she

“Still asleep.”

hasn’t woken up

“Mm–hmm.”

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

had driven to pick her up. But if

breakfast,” he said, as if it was the most

it was her imagination, but she thought she heard the click of his lock inside his

room.