Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

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."

worries, I can wait in

hesitated. When had he missed the

don't want to head home, I

on Leo's reluctance and didn't push.

"Yeah, let's eat."

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

turnoff for Maplewood Estates, Leo accelerated straight

you missed the turn,"

give out any personal info, not even your phone or laptop password, to anyone there." Anya's

she settled in her seat, bombarding him with questions. "Leo, what are you doing there? What's it all

keep this to yourself, not a word

asked, "Can Auntie or Aunt

"Nobody," Leo said firmly.

joy was a mystery to Leo; why was

a secret between

shooter, asked, "What, you planning to blackmail me

romantic notions deflated

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

affirmation and led Anya into the

your girlfriend today?" someone

just a

She's pretty," another chimed

she was the only

place, she

room on a couch for Anya, and Leo

you take a look at this

fingers flying across the keyboard. Anya, feeling bored, accepted

caught the exchange and advised, "You've got a drink in

the car and found her morning juice, barely touched. She came back and handed