Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 149

What’s with her friendly overture? Is there a difference between being kind and outright flirting?

What is this woman up to?

Tarquin returned home, his mind a tangled web of confusion. He opened the thermos and was greeted by an inviting aroma.

Inside, she had prepared two side dishes, a fluffy omelet, six delicate pastries, and a serving of mixed fruit compote.

The sides were fresh and vibrant, the omelet a perfect golden brown, the pastries tender and pale, and the compote sweet and sticky….

It looked downright appetizing.

Tarquin hesitated for a moment, but then decided to sample each dish a personal poison test of sorts.

No poison detected, but his appetite certainly was. Before he knew it, he had polished off most of the meal.

If he hadn’t pulled the brakes in time, he might have devoured Elijah’s share too.

Glancing at the clock, it wasn’t even 6 AM yet. Tarquin carefully packed the remaining breakfast back into the thermos and retreated to his bedroom.

Sleep was now a distant dream.

hands clasped behind his head, staring at the

could think about was

couldn’t help but wonder what she

AM sharp, Elijah got up, ready to

table, waiting for Elijah to finish up so

at the spread on the table, then at Tarquin, his

By comparison, today’s meal looked

Elijah was wondering and explained, “I made it.”

skeptical, “You’ve never made

never made them that I wanted to give it a try, to see if you’d like the taste,” Tarquin said, picking up a

if it

for a moment, took a bite,

from him, watching

uttered two words, “It’s

with unbidden joy, and a weight lifted from

are also for you, and try the omelet,”

just

S

clean his plate, Tarquin was deeply touched. His son

unexpectedly, “Is there more?”