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?"

drawn in again, this time acutely aware

he wished to devour Molly completely. At

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

a hint of their intimacy, adding to

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

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

his knees, watching him effortlessly complete the sit-ups, "1, 2,

a bit extra. Then, in one swift move, he had Molly beside him on the yoga mat, mindful

Coleen, curious about the outcome, asked, "How many sit-ups

the silent woman beside

of yours heard

to Molly, "How many

nibbling on her fork, sheepishly replied, "Around sixty or

to the fact. Her daughter had married into a "good family," yet her

his way to Molly's room, pointing to his own next door, "I only have one request for you. It doesn't matter if you move your stuff, but

her fingers, then scratched her hairline, "I'll move, of course, but um,

for a response, Molly dashed

He didn't mind; he watched

Molly tempted, "Grandma, I can cast the whole series to the TV from my phone. You can binge-watch without interruptions." Grandma Aubree was about to agree when Chad chimed in,

doctor. Why would anyone seek his help for health issues? He's

Chad, "How pitiful, and you're here instead

him the same