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?"

time acutely aware of the masculine scent invading her senses, the wild

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

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

own lips, left behind a hint of their intimacy, adding to their flirtation. Molly's ears reddened

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

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

knees, watching him effortlessly complete the sit-ups, "1,

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,

family enjoyed a harmonious meal. Coleen, curious about the

glanced at the silent woman beside

yours heard Mom

to Molly, "How many did your brother

her fork, sheepishly

fact. Her daughter had married into a "good family," yet her son had brought home a

own next door, "I only have one request for you. It doesn't matter if you move your stuff, but I want you in my

with her fingers, then scratched her hairline, "I'll move, of course, but um, I'm going downstairs to keep

waiting for a response,

show. He didn't mind; he watched along.

Grandma Aubree was about to agree when Chad chimed in, "I've recently dealt with cases of elderly staying up late, only to

"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 victim was scammed out of her medical funds, and

indignant, pressed Chad, "How pitiful, and

unfazed, "Caught him the same