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.

his back, hands clasped behind his head, staring

he could think

wonder what she was up

Elijah got up, ready to start his day with his usual grooming routine.

on the dining table, waiting for Elijah to finish up so

the spread on the table, then at

lavish dishes. By comparison,

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

never made these before.”

it a try, to see if you’d like the

see if it suits your

Elijah eyed the pastry for a moment, took a bite, and

from him, watching

uttered two words, “It’s

flickered with unbidden joy, and a weight lifted from his heart.

hear. Have some more, these are also for you, and try the omelet,” he said with a smile.

said nothing more, just quietly

S

deeply touched. His

unexpectedly, “Is there more?”