Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem ( Elysia and Tarquin) novel Chapter 799

After freshening up, Elysia glanced at the clock and realized it was almost 4 PM.

Her stomach was grumbling loudly with hunger.

She walked downstairs in Tarquin's shirt, and as soon as she reached the staircase, a delightful aroma hit her nose.

Her taste buds tingled with anticipation, and she quickened her pace toward the kitchen.

But upon entering, there was no sign of Tarquin, and the stove was off. Puzzled, she then heard the innocent yelps from outside.

It sounded like puppies calling out.

Driven by curiosity, Elysia stepped outside and found someone busy grilling.

The weather was pleasant, with a BBQ grill under a patio umbrella, sizzling with various skewers.

Tarquin, wearing board shorts and a white tee, expertly flipped the skewers, surrounded by a group of eager puppies drooling at the mouth.

Elysia's hunger intensified, feeling like she could devour a whole pig!

The quarrel from last night forgotten, she raced over to him, exclaiming, "That smells amazing."

Tarquin turned with a smile, his gaze unintentionally dropping to her legs.

Her legs were long, straight, and fair.

Under the guise of his shirt, they were even more striking.

His eyes narrowed with an intrigued expression.

Noticing his gaze, Elysia was about to snap at him when Tarquin suddenly shifted his attention and said to the puppies:

"Looks like the little scavenger is here, dinner time!"

He tossed some raw meat to the puppies to munch on aside and then picked up a few perfectly grilled skewers, blowing on them before handing one to Elysia,

"Take it slow, careful, it's hot."

As Elysia reached for the skewer, Tarquin playfully pulled it away, leaning in for a quick peck.

Elysia was about to scold him when he stuffed the skewer in her mouth, effectively silencing her.

She accepted the skewer and didn't forget to kick him lightly.

Tarquin's face was full of adoration, "Tastes good?"

"Mhm! Delicious!"

She insisted on more, but Tarquin, concerned for her well-being, turned off the projector, suggesting they continue another time,

"Let's sleep now and watch more later. We have all the time in the world."

With her eyes teary, Elysia climbed onto him,

"Thank you for capturing these beautiful moments, allowing me to see Elijah's childhood."

Tarquin, leaning back on the couch with her in his arms, tenderly stroked her back,

"I'm his father. It's my duty. No need for thanks."

Elysia rested her head on his shoulder, silent for a moment before playfully biting his shoulder and neck...

Tarquin, tilting his head back against the couch, pulled her closer...

After making love twice in the home theater and once more in their bedroom, they woke up in the afternoon again.

This time, Elysia wasn't as hungry. Tarquin mentioned he had steamed some seafood for her and went downstairs to serve it, but she clung to him, not wanting to let go.

For some reason, she felt incredibly attached to him and didn't want to be apart.

Tarquin, indulgently patting her head, offered, "Shall I carry you down to eat?"