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.

having a normal

she took a quick inventory of the

not–too–shabby three–bedroom with a living room,

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

the large flat–screen TV on the

complemented 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 hues

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

her shoes too. There was a new

was about to follow, Tarquin

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curiosity was piqued. “Where’s

“Still asleep.”

hasn’t woken

“Mm–hmm.”

did you drag me here at the crack of

Tarquin had driven to pick her up. But if the kid was

was the most natural thing in the

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

room.