Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly shook her head, "I was definitely going to head home. I just got too engrossed in my game and lost track of time."

"Just keep getting lost in your game then."

Molly squeezed Chad tight, "Nah, can't do that. My favorite brother isn't in the game. Wherever my brother is, that's where I'll be."

Everyone in the room knew that Chad, the captain of the Havenbrook detective squad, had arrived and was giving Molly a piece of his mind at the entrance.

And everyone came out to enjoy the show.

What they saw though, was Chad getting a bear hug from his sister, followed by Molly whispering sweet nothings into his ear?

"Chad, I didn't cause any big trouble today, just got home a bit late. I didn't give you any extra headache. Don't be mad okay? I love you the most. Don't be mad, because when you're mad, I get scared." Chad couldn't take it anymore. He barked, "Hands off!"

Molly wouldn't let go, "If you promise not to hit me, I'll let go." She was always like this, persistent and good at getting what she wanted.

Chad just stared at her in silence.

Frightened, Molly let go. As Chad raised his hand to hit her, she quickly scrambled to the passenger seat of the car.

Chad's raised hand clenched into a fist and withdrew.

Jack stepped up to Chad and extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Chad. I'm Jack Ashford."

Chad shot a hostile look at the man in front of him and didn't return the handshake, "Mr. Ashford, it would be best if you kept your distance from my sister in the future."

stare down Chad, who was about his age. But Chad's position of

would like to pursue

didn't mince his words, "Neither you nor your family are good enough for

he got in the car and drove off, leaving everyone to

from sight, Jack's eyebrows furrowed.

hand to smack

next to him, and his raised hand fell again. Clearly, he couldn't bring himself to hit her, and

lip. She stayed quiet for a while before whispering, "Mom mentioned you and me when we shared

that I get out more and make more friends. Not to always stick with blood relatives, but to befriend people who aren't related to us.

slight edge of anger

Chad fell silent.

off the engine. He turned to look at Molly, who was fuming next to him, "So, you knew he was into you before you accepted his invitation?" Molly could feel Chad's rage intensifying. She shot a glance at the

think?" If she dared to say she had a thing for Jack, he'd kick

was

to the passenger side, and opened the door, "Get out. Let the guy you fancy pick you up. There's no

retorted, "Isn't that

the most," Molly

a question to Molly, "Since you love me the most, would you marry

hesitate, "But

related by

shouted out loud,

Chad knew that his hand was clenched tightly as he looked at Molly's

Chad. It was as if a tightly locked door in her mind refused to open. Chad's sudden outburst seemed like a force trying to break it down. Molly was riddled with questions. Did Chad not want her to be his