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?"

knew it, Molly was drawn in again, this time acutely aware of the masculine scent invading her

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. Observing her flushed face and bitten lip, he chuckled, "Better pay

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

lips, left behind a hint of their intimacy, adding to their flirtation. Molly's ears reddened at his reply, "Compounding is perfectly

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

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

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

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

dinner, the Byrne family enjoyed a harmonious meal. Coleen, curious about the outcome, asked, "How many sit-ups did Chad end

the silent woman beside him,

of yours heard Mom call

"How many

sheepishly replied,

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

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

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

for a response,

after, Chad joined them in the living room, finding Molly and Grandma Aubree cuddling, barely paying attention to the show. He didn't mind; he watched along. Grandma Aubree's show ended at eight, but with her

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, "I've recently

desperate, clung tighter, "Grandma, don't listen to him. He's a cop, not a doctor. Why would anyone seek his help for health

and you're here instead of

him the