Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

In Mia's bedroom, the bed wasn't as grand as the one in the Cedillo family mansion. It was just a cozy little bed that would snugly fit two people. Mia, who was a pregnant woman with a big belly, took up most of it. Returning to her room for the night, Mia eyed the small bed and suggested, "Honey, why don't you take the guest room?"

Andre replied, "I could just sleep on the edge."

Whether he'd purposely tried to make himself sound pitiful, Mia didn't know. All she could tell was that her heart clenched at his words.

"No," she said, "I like being in your arms at night. This bed is enough for us."

She'd been the one to suggest he leave, but now she was the one asking him to stay.

Once she was wrapped in her husband's arms, Mia turned to face him. "You purposely made yourself sound pitiful to make me feel sorry for you, didn't you?"

Andre, ever the strategist, shot back, "What are you feeling sorry for?"

Mia was taken aback. Had she been overthinking things?

Andre shifted closer. In the quiet of the night, his voice was a seductive whisper in her ear. "Tell me, what are you feeling sorry for?"

"Nothing..."

Mia had the habit of sleeping face to face with her husband. As she lay in his arms, her thoughts whirled.

Before she knew it, she'd thrown one leg over his, and was lulled to sleep in the comforting cradle of his arms.

His pregnant wife was finally lulled to sleep. Andre allowed a sly smile to creep onto his face.

cheeks resting against his arm, Andre felt his heart fill with affection. He brushed a

he'd have been relegated to the guest room

to her husband's

family home, Chad had returned with Mr. & Mrs.

the driveway. Surprised, she realized her son was back home. But before she could hear him come in, she heard her daughter's voice. "Chad, don't be mad. I was just asking. I didn't cause any trouble. Look at you, all cold-faced. Chad, I'm sorry,

Molly saw her mother still awake. It was almost ten o'clock.

daughter, equally surprised. "Weren't you supposed to

started explaining, "Oh, no. Andre and Mia had a fight,

face was dark with anger. "What

interjected, "Nothing, Mom. Chad's just upset about some work stuff. I'm sure he'll feel better

they came in. "What

even think about it. And tell Dad, and Grandma

finished speaking, he turned to Molly, who was avoiding his gaze. "Did you hear me?" he asked in a

pretending like he wasn't

to you," Chad said. His voice was

he was angry. Feeling a bit intimidated, she turned her back

didn't understand. "Chad, why are

it clear to you and Dad that nobody needs to worry about my

herself, "He's not talking about

never thought her son's words could

sympathetically. "Chad, you've been working so hard lately. Why don't you take a good night's sleep at home and go to the station early tomorrow?" Chad looked at

she didn't want to face him. She could feel his intense gaze on her, which made her