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."

can wait

the memo that

boys' club. If you don't want to head home, I can drop you

picked up on Leo's reluctance and didn't push. "Okay, just don't forget

"Yeah, let's eat."

drove Anya toward Maplewood Estates, feeling the unusual quiet next to him. He glanced at Anya, "Still want to crash the tech conference?" "I'm curious,"

turnoff for Maplewood Estates, Leo accelerated straight past

you missed the turn,"

info, not even your phone or laptop

seat, bombarding him with questions.

questions, more silence. And keep this to yourself, not a word

"Can Auntie or

"Nobody," Leo said firmly.

Leo; why was she always

like a secret between just

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

notions deflated before the

villa, where Leo registered their details at the guesthouse before

affirmation and led Anya into the living room, already bustling

your girlfriend today?"

just

pretty," another chimed

indeed, she was the only woman among

out of place, she clung to

for Anya, and Leo didn't

you take a

on the couch and joined the crowd, his fingers flying across the keyboard. Anya, feeling bored, accepted a glass of

got a drink in the car. Don't waste

the hint, Anya returned to the car and found her morning juice, barely