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 talking to a

a quick inventory of

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

hardwood floors, matching cabinets, a dining set, and even a coffee table that all screamed

only modern touch was the large flat–screen TV on

lace curtains and

spruce up his home like this. She’d thought his world was all shades of

toward a guest room. He opened the door just a crack and peered

guessed he was checking on his son and bent down to switch her shoes too. There was a new pair

was about to follow, Tarquin closed the door to the room.

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curiosity was piqued. “Where’s Elijah?”

“Still asleep.”

hasn’t woken

“Mm–hmm.”

me here

had assumed Elijah was awake, and that’s why Tarquin had driven to pick her up. But if

as if it was the most natural thing in the world,

was her imagination, but she thought she heard the

room.