Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 257

She slipped from under the covers and tiptoed out of the study, making her way to Tarquin's bedroom door.

Elysia was never the brightest bulb in the box, not given to overthinking. Her approach was straightforward and blunt.

To prove if he was the wild man from years ago? Easy!

Just sneak a peek at his shoulder.

Back when he had bullied her, she had bitten his shoulder fiercely. If he was indeed that wild man, there would be a significant bite mark!

Luckily, Tarquin hadn't locked his door.

Elysia sneaked into the room, crouching and tiptoeing to the bed.

Tarquin was lying on his back, hands crossed over his chest, in a neat sleeping position. His eyes were tightly closed, breathing even, deep in sleep.

Seeing his face, Elysia paused... He was incredibly handsome in his sleep!

It wasn't an exaggeration; he was the most handsome man she had ever seen!

Cool and detached when awake, strikingly handsome in sleep.

Phrases like 'broad-shouldered and bright-eyed' or 'chiseled features' didn't do him justice.

He was like a favored creation, not shaped by hand but meticulously painted by some divine artist.

Elliot, Evan, and Elijah, although resembling him, were just toddlers over five, still cherubic.

None had his masculinity or his rugged charm!

With his looks, he could have blown up the acting scene!

Too bad his personality was... less than pleasant. A terrible temper paired with a venomous tongue!

Such a waste!

Elysia bit her lip in regret over his wasted good looks while waving her hand in front of his face to see if he was truly asleep.

Confirming he was, she tried to check for the bite mark on his shoulder, but he was wearing a shirt, a crew-neck pajama top.

No choice, she reached out to tug at his neckline, trying to pull the shirt down to reveal his shoulder.

But before she could see the bite mark, her wrist was caught in a tight grip!

Startled, she lost her balance, tumbling right into his shoulder!