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.

clasped behind his head, staring

think about

what

got up, ready to start

had already set the remaining breakfast on the dining table, waiting for Elijah to finish up so he could invite him to

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

By comparison, today’s meal looked modest, which had never graced Elijah’s table before.

was wondering and

never made

try, to see if you’d like the taste,” Tarquin said, picking up a pastry and placing

see if it suits your taste.”

a moment,

across from him, watching

a while, Elijah uttered two

joy, and a

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

nothing more, just

S

was deeply touched.

“Is there more?”