Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 577

Two little rascals were clinging to a tree branch, gazing down at him with eyes as clear and sparkling as dewdrops, their faces soft and plump like freshly baked buns. They were the very picture of cuteness, small and adorably chubby.

With every flutter of their long, dense eyelashes, it felt like a direct nudge to Tarquin's heart. He was utterly charmed.

There they were, the trio, in a silent standoff between the branch and the ground. Tarquin, with a heart full of warmth, felt a twinge of envy for their late father and softly called out, "Come on down, be careful."

Evan panicked a bit, "What do we do, bro? He spotted us!"

Elliot, ever the cool one, replied, "No worries, I actually wanted to ask him something. Let's go down."

Under Tarquin's watchful eyes, the boys began their descent.

Evan led the way, jumping down from a height of about ten feet, aiming to impress Tarquin with a cool landing. Instead, he found himself caught in Tarquin's arms, his attempt at looking suave completely thwarted and now enveloped in an embrace!

Frustrated and slightly embarrassed, Evan's face turned a shade of red, kicking his legs and protesting like a feisty little animal, "Let me down, you jerk, Tarquin!"

smirk, teased, "Jerk,

me like I'm some

the forehead from Tarquin, followed by a cheek pinch, left Evan both angry and embarrassed, his pride slightly wounded

me, or

asked,

you!" Evan retorted with a

guess I'll just have

more, his eyes brimming with tears, "Let go!

down, "You can't just say

had been rough with her son, there'd

newfound leverage, Evan's pride swelled, turning away

and fondness, turned

good," Elliot replied, descending