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 her senses, the

her waist tightened, the pain from the 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

with embarrassment, her lips still tingling with his

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

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

Molly's embarrassment deepened!

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

but added a bit 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, adding, "I'm off to

the Byrne family enjoyed a harmonious meal. Coleen, curious about the outcome, asked, "How many

glanced at the silent woman beside him, "Mom's talking to

ear of yours heard Mom

Molly, "How many did your

on her fork, sheepishly replied, "Around sixty or

herself to the fact. Her daughter had married into

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

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

a response, Molly dashed

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 granddaughter clinging to her, she was

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

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 she reported it

and

unfazed, "Caught him the same