Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

It took Tarquin a long moment to finally speak.

"You guys are... Quincy, right? Are you really Quincy?"

Elliot nodded again, more seriously this time. "Yeah. We are."

Tarquin just stared at him, stunned into silence for a good while.

Quincy. The Quincys. The name still echoed among the old guard of artists and fashion icons—absolute legends. To put it simply, even someone as proud as Grandpa Emmett would show them nothing but the utmost respect.

And Bernard... well, Tarquin didn't even have to ask about him.

He'd known it the moment he laid eyes on him.

That wild, brazen kid who made headlines for storming the ring in seven different countries-that was him!

Back then, foreign fighters had mocked Americans, calling them soft, and Bernard couldn't take it. He'd taken on challenger after challenger, fists flying, and showed the world what a real lion's strength looked like.

He was young, ridiculously strong, and so fierce that fighters from half of Europe and the States called him out, denouncing him for breaking the “spirit of sportsmanship" and spreading rumors he must have been doping to be that good.

His feats sent shockwaves around the world.

now, his name is still spoken

ever dreamed of being somebody, admired him, envied him, wanted to

deep breath. These people-every last

Certified,

every single one of them was

supposedly died years ago. Who would've guessed they'd been living it up in the mountains all this time? Tarquin couldn't help himself. "So... why'd they

they'd spent half their lives working too hard and

"...That's really the reason?"

tell what his dad was thinking. He'd wondered the

for a moment, then added, "I never pushed them for details, but I haven't noticed anything weird. They really do seem to just relax-doing what they love every day. But I can't

frowned, thinking

off the map, just because they were

but it also felt

more to it, what could it

but he was sharp-sharp

No point overthinking

said to Elliot, "I'm heading out for a bit. You

your mom Keep an eye on Emmett and the baby,

what his dad was up