Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



Tarquin drove for miles until they reached the seaside.

Elysia pushed open the car door and stepped out, greeted by a sea breeze that instantly cooled her down, making her feel much more comfortable.

Tarquin walked over, a loving smile on his face as he took her hand and led her towards the beach.

There was a line of fishing boats, and among them, a flashy speedboat stood out.

Tarquin hopped onto one of the boats, grabbing a life jacket and goggles for her.

Elysia asked, "Are you taking me out to sea?"NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

With a smile, Tarquin said, "Not just yet. I've got a special place to show you first."

Elysia glanced out at the vast ocean, then back at the life jacket in his hands. "Where to?"

"My secret hideout."

"Really?"

"It's a place only my wife gets to see."

Elysia's lips twitched into a smile. "Out there on the water?" "Yep."

Seeing her hesitate, Tarquin asked, "Scared of the ocean?"

It wasn't so much the ocean that frightened Elysia; she didn't have thalassophobia. But as a child, she'd been dunked in a water barrel by Daphne and her gang, leaving her somewhat anxious around water, dreading that suffocating feeling.

She was the type to be cautious and a bit timid, content with playing on the shore rather than venturing out to sea.

"With me by your side, you've got nothing to fear!"

Tarquin's promise was firm. He gently helped her into the life jacket, fitted the goggles on her, and affectionately ruffled her hair.

"Trust me, I've got you covered!"

Quickly gearing up, he guided Elysia onto the speedboat, adding, "If you get scared, just hold on to me."

Elysia didn't move at first, but as soon as the speedboat took off, she immediately clung to Tarquin's waist. And she held on tight!

Tarquin chuckled, comforting her, "Relax, I'm the king of this part of the sea. Nothing's going to happen."

Elysia wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, but still couldn't help saying, "Can you, maybe, slow down a bit?"

"Sure thing." Tarquin slowed the boat to a crawl, giving her a sense of security to help her adjust.

Whether it was the warmth of the day or Elysia's own heat, the cool sea spray didn't make her feel cold at all.

Seagulls circled and called out above them, following along as they moved forward.

Tarquin whistled at them, and as if they understood, their calls became even more joyful.

A few of the birds, either overly excited or just show-offs, soared high into the sky before diving straight down into the water. Seconds later, they emerged, shaking off their drenched feathers, before flying up again, circling and calling out.

Elysia's attention was diverted, her fear momentarily forgotten, as she asked Tarquin curiously, "Do they know you?"

"Yeah, I feed them every time I come here. They love me. They get all excited when I show up."

After saying that, Tarquin whistled at them again, boasting loudly, "Silly birds, meet my wife, Elysia!"

Elysia rolled her eyes, playfully smacking his back, "Are you serious right now?!"

Suddenly feeling her grip loosen, Tarquin sped up.

Elysia quickly tightened her hold, "Hey!"

Tarquin teased her, "Hold on tight, don't let go, or you'll fall into the sea."

His tone was more childish than when he'd cajole Emmett, treating her like she was a three-year-old.

Elysia gritted her teeth and bit his shoulder gently, not really wanting to hurt him.

Tarquin turned his head to the seagulls, boasting, "My wife just bit me, did you see that?"

Elysia was at a loss for words. Was this really something to brag about?

After a while, as the sun began to set, Tarquin called out to her, "Elysia, look ahead."

Elysia, still wrapped around his waist, tilted her head to see a dark silhouette in the distance.