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.

lay on his back, hands clasped behind his head, staring at

he could think

wonder what

got up, ready to start his day with his

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

on the table,

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

wondering and explained,

never

give it a try, to see if you’d like the taste,” Tarquin said, picking up a pastry and placing it on Elijah’s plate.

see if it suits your taste.”

for a moment, took a bite, and chewed

from him,

Elijah uttered two words, “It’s good.”

with unbidden joy, and a

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

nothing more, just

S

his plate, Tarquin was deeply touched.

unexpectedly, “Is there more?”