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."

I can wait in

the memo that Anya had become so

boys' club. If you don't want to head home, I can drop you at Mia's. You can hang out

didn't push.

"Yeah, let's eat."

quiet next to him. He glanced at Anya, "Still want to crash the tech conference?" "I'm

word and ignoring the turnoff for Maplewood Estates, Leo accelerated straight

the turn," Anya pointed

out any personal info, not even your phone or laptop password, to anyone there." Anya's eyes widened with disbelief and

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

silence. And keep this to yourself, not

"Can Auntie

"Nobody," Leo said firmly.

to Leo; why

a secret between just

"What, you planning to blackmail me

romantic notions deflated before the

at a suburban villa, where Leo registered their details at the guesthouse before pulling Anya, who was gawking at everything, inside. "Leo,

and led Anya into the living room,

your girlfriend

girlfriend, just a sister,"

She's pretty," another

was the only woman among

she

on a couch for Anya, and Leo

since you're here, can you take a look at

and joined the crowd, his fingers flying across the keyboard. Anya, feeling

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

her morning