Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 688

Tarquin could read her like an open book. Gently pushing aside her hand, he planted a soft kiss on her cute nose and forehead. "Hungry?" He shouldn't have mentioned it. Now that he did, Elysia realized she was actually starving.

They had been wrapped up in each other all day, not bothering to eat a thing.

"What would you like to eat? I'll whip something up for you."

Elysia made a move to get up, but Tarquin gently pushed her back down onto the bed. "What do you want to eat? I'll take care of it. You rest a bit more."

Elysia chuckled, "I'm not tired anymore. Let's do it together?"

"Alright, you can be my sous chef."

Both got out of bed, and Elysia, still donning his shirt, headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Catching her reflection, her cheeks flushed and her heart raced.

Her neck bore the marks of his affection, bold and intimate.

After freshening up, she found Tarquin busy in the kitchen, looking every bit the domestic god.

Seeing her, his gaze intensified.

Elysia, feeling somewhat self-conscious, glanced down and, with flushed cheeks, mumbled, "I'll go change."

Tarquin immediately stopped her,

No one else is here, keep it on. It looks good on you.

her, exuding that perfect boyfriend

to the balcony where her clothes from yesterday were still drying. Indeed, they were

braved it out and joined him in the kitchen.

looking utterly smitten,

not sit well. How about I make you some chicken soup? I've

can I

handed her a bunch of green onions and some parsley. "Wash these and

her sleeves and got

was chopping tomatoes and occasionally looked up to steal glances at her, each

repeats, Elysia couldn't help

can't believe my luck, finding such a beautiful

and focus on

the kitchen, the very

their order. Elysia moved to answer it, but Tarquin

dressed for his eyes

was made by a friend, it

order, and Elysia set the table with the

yet