Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1241

Tarquin asked, “So, when you head back to the cabin in the mountains, are you taking your folks with you?”

Elysia shook her head.

“No, I promised my grandparents I’d keep everything about them a secret. Can’t bring a whole crowd along. Besides, Mom’s health isn’t really up for a serious hike.”

The trail was tough enough, and her grandparents’ place was tucked way off the beaten path.

They’d have to trek through a stretch of thick woods, then wind their way through what felt like half a national park just to find the cabin.

Last time they came down the mountain, they’d been out there for days.

Tarquin frowned. “So what are you gonna tell your parents? They hate being apart from you.”

Elysia thought for a moment. “I’ll just tell them it’s confidential family stuff. They’ll get it.”

Tarquin pressed, “But can you even find your way back?”

Elysia grinned. “No way I could, not by myself.”

Tarquin sighed. “Then how are you getting there?”

She shrugged, “White and Evan know the way. They’ll guide me.”

He just shook his head.

After drying her hair, the two of them headed downstairs.

Clayton had already set the table—three steaming bowls of chicken noodle soup and a plate of fresh salad.

As soon as he saw Elysia, Clayton called out,

“Irene, come try your dad’s secret recipe!”

Elysia hurried over, “Smells amazing!”

Clayton beamed. “Dig in, but don’t burn yourself.”

Elysia hadn’t washed her hands yet, so Tarquin grabbed a fork, spun up some noodles, blew on them, and offered them to her.

Elysia felt like a princess—spoiled by her dad, adored by her husband.

She took the bite from Tarquin, nodding with delight. “Oh wow, this is so good!”

Clayton grinned from ear to ear, looking every bit the proud dad. “If you like it, have some more.”

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