Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

As soon as those words left her mouth, the four elders in the room quickly made their way out.

"Kids these days, they're just too liberal!" one of them muttered.

Molly found herself in a bind; she'd rather face anything than do a sports drill.

Chad hadn't expected this turn of events and hesitated before saying, "No way, if we have to bargain, it's just for one." Molly pouted, "Nope, ten."

Chad, ever the negotiator, laid out his terms clearly, "A peck on the cheek counts as 0.5, a kiss on the lips is worth 2."

No sooner had he finished than all the elders retreated to their bedrooms.

Feeling outmatched, Molly fumed, "Chad, you sly fox. Back off, I'm done."

Chad, quick to leverage his position, threatened, "I'm calling Andre right now."

Molly, gritting her teeth, conceded, "Fine, let's just do this."

Chad released her, triumphant, and couldn't resist reminding, "Choose wisely which kiss is worth it."

Molly, kneeling on the yoga mat and wrapping her arms around Chad's neck, aimed for his cheek, but Chad turned, making their lips meet.

Molly recoiled instantly, her eyes flaring.

With no one else in the living room, Chad sat down on the yoga mat, pulling Molly close with a mischievous grin, teasing her with the math, "If it's a lip kiss, you owe me 20 more. But if it's the cheek, you're in debt for 90." "Can I pay in installments?"

Chad responded, "Interest usually applies to installments."

"What kind of interest?"

again, this time acutely aware of the masculine scent invading

kiss intensified, Chad's breathing grew heavier, his arm veins bulging more prominently, and his Adam's apple bobbed with each swallow, as if he wished to devour Molly completely. At the right moment, Chad released Molly.

with embarrassment, her lips still tingling with his presence, "That's illegal, and

adding to their flirtation. Molly's ears reddened at his reply, "Compounding is

lay on the yoga mat, "Molly, hold my knees. It's time

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

down on his knees, watching him effortlessly complete the sit-ups, "1, 2, 3,... 19, 20, 21, ... 49.1,

added a bit extra. Then, in one swift move, he had Molly beside him on the yoga mat, mindful of their surroundings. His breath

Coleen, curious about the outcome, asked, "How

the silent woman

of yours heard Mom call my

to Molly, "How many did

sheepishly replied, "Around sixty

had married into a "good family," yet her son had brought home

"I only have one request for you. It doesn't matter if you move

move, of course, but um, I'm going downstairs to keep

waiting for a response, Molly dashed

attention to the show. He didn't mind; he watched along. Grandma Aubree's show ended at eight, but

from my phone. You can binge-watch without interruptions." Grandma Aubree was about to agree when Chad chimed in, "I've recently dealt with cases of elderly staying up late, only to suffer strokes. Too much TV." Grandma Aubree immediately

tighter, "Grandma, don't listen to him. He's a cop, not a doctor. Why would anyone seek his help for health issues? He's clearly bluffing." Chad countered, "Because the

pressed Chad, "How pitiful, and

him