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?"

acutely aware of the masculine

apple bobbed with each swallow, as if he

his presence, "That's illegal, and

their intimacy, adding to their flirtation.

mat, "Molly, hold my knees. It's

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

effortlessly complete the sit-ups, "1, 2, 3,... 19, 20, 21, ... 49.1,

extra. Then, in one swift move, he had Molly beside him on the yoga mat, mindful of their surroundings. His breath warm, he warned the girl beneath him, "Pray you survive the night." He got up,

harmonious meal. Coleen, curious about the outcome, asked,

woman beside him, "Mom's talking to

yours heard Mom

turned to Molly, "How many did your brother

her fork, sheepishly replied,

her children, resigning herself to the fact. Her daughter had married into a "good family," yet her son had brought home

dinner, Chad found his way to Molly's room, pointing to his own next door, "I only have one request for you. It

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

for a response, Molly dashed

attention to the show. He didn't mind; he watched along. Grandma Aubree's show ended at eight, but with her granddaughter clinging to her, she was stuck till

the whole series to the TV from my phone. You can binge-watch without interruptions." Grandma Aubree was about to agree

help for health issues? He's clearly

pitiful, and you're here instead of

"Caught him the