Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The night breeze was gentle, wrapping around Anya as Leo occasionally pulled her close or tapped her head, igniting a warm surge in her heart. She couldn't quite pin down the feeling, but the wind felt kinder, and the night more splendid with him by her side. Anya's cheeks would blush a soft pink whenever Leo was close, hiding her youthful secrets under the dim moonlight, much like a shy peach.

The streets were deserted, but Anya wasn't scared. With Leo by her side, the silent night roads felt less intimidating.

She was tempted to walk along the curb, hoping it might encourage Leo to hold her hand.

But Leo, ever so straightforward, would block her path, guiding her to walk on his side. "It's too dark, you might trip. And I'm not carrying you if you do," he'd say.

She should've known, Leo's tenderness had a three-second shelf life!

Anya retorted, "Then I'd call an ambulance, but I won't let them take you."

Leo couldn't help but pinch Anya's cheek, "Getting cheeky, huh? Planning on not riding shotgun with me anymore?"

"Leo, that hurts," she protested.

But his grip eased, and he continued to drape his arm over her shoulders as they walked under the stark streetlights, the cold moon above them, occasionally accompanied by a twinkling star or two.

Their shadows stretched long on the pavement. From a distance, Anya's soft voice could be heard, "Leo, how much did you make?"

other couple's nightly stroll, the boy

too much time with your aunt?

just worried you might not

"Save your money for something big. I can

descended a hill, their figures gradually

Back at Maplewood Estates.

around with her little one for about ten minutes, careful not to make

him sleep was a shared pastime for the couple, until he finally drifted off,

restless, stirring slightly, which sent Mia's heart racing, silently praying he'd fall back asleep. Luckily, the little one just sighed softly, cuddling into his blanket. Andre covered their son with a small blanket,

tender with their child, Andre mused how their roles had reversed, now spending nights coaxing their

borrow one of our cars.

with a strict tone, "A

her husband, directly asking, "Is Leo

softened as he watched their son sleep,

"Let's not jinx it. Let's see how he turns out at twenty. After all, neither of us were exactly

across the street, Anya insisted they grab a bite,