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.

on his back, hands clasped behind his head, staring at the ceiling

he could think

wonder what she

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

already set the remaining breakfast on the dining table, waiting for Elijah to

the table, then at Tarquin, his gaze

By comparison, today’s meal looked

wondering

was skeptical, “You’ve never made these

I wanted to give it a try, to see if you’d like the taste,” Tarquin said, picking up a pastry and

if it suits your taste.”

a moment,

sat across from him,

a while, Elijah uttered two words,

unbidden joy, and

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

said nothing more, just quietly

S

his plate, Tarquin was deeply touched. His son

“Is there