Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 504

Mia was a whirlwind of activity, generously sharing her meticulously crafted notes with Molly and Anya. "Someday, when you two become moms, you'll find this gold. Soak it up now while it's on the house, 'cause once my little munchkin hits his first birthday, I'm starting a consultancy fee for parenting tips."

Molly arched an eyebrow. "Do you think I can't afford your sage advice?"

Mia shot back a screenshot of a generous bank transfer her husband had made a few days prior. "If you think you can swing it, by all means, I welcome your business."

Jade chimed in with a quick message: Got it saved.

Anya followed suit: Me too, all saved.

Leo teased Anya, "You're only eighteen. What's the rush?"

Anya blinked, her innocent face lighting up. "Right, I'm just eighteen, not even at the marrying age yet. Why am I in a hurry?" But then she impulsively deleted the photo. She paused, reconsidering. "But wait, Leo, what if I need this stuff later?"

She retrieved Mia's photo from the chat and saved it again.

Leo pointed out the obvious: "By the time you're a mom, your phone will be an antique."

Anya felt the weight of his logic, her naivety ensnaring her in a dilemma over a simple photo.

Leo ended up saving Mia's notes for her. "Let's eat, I saved them for you."

"Alright."

Leo always seemed to have a solution or decision ready whenever Anya was in a bind.

"I have to step out this afternoon," Leo said as he planned to drop Anya off at her place. "I'll..."

"Leo, where are you headed? I'll come with you," Anya, ever the tagalong, quickly interjected.

"I'm off to a tech conference. Pretty sure computer talk isn't your cup of tea."

I can wait

he missed the memo that Anya had become so

gonna be a drag. It's a boys' club. If you don't want to head

didn't push. "Okay, just don't forget to pick me

"Yeah, let's eat."

Anya toward Maplewood Estates, feeling the unusual quiet next to him. He glanced at Anya, "Still want to

the turnoff for Maplewood

you missed the turn," Anya

even your phone or laptop

settled in her seat, bombarding him with questions. "Leo, what are

keep this to yourself, not a

"Can Auntie

"Nobody," Leo said firmly.

Leo; why

like a secret between

ever the straight shooter, asked, "What, you planning

romantic notions deflated before the pragmatic

registered their details at the guesthouse before pulling Anya, who was

affirmation and led Anya into the living room,

your girlfriend

just a

She's pretty,"

around; indeed, she was the only woman

of place, she

a couch for Anya,

you take

crowd, his fingers flying across the keyboard. Anya, feeling bored, accepted a glass of water offered to her but

"You've got a drink in the

her morning juice, barely touched.

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