Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

In the dimly lit room, Chad, being so close, could clearly see the girl beneath him. Locking eyes with her, his grip around her hand tightened. "I thought you knew, without me having to say it." Molly shot back with the same sentiment, "Then I also thought you'd know without me having to say it."

Officer Chad was momentarily speechless.

He leaned in for a kiss, but Molly, in a huff, turned her face away, causing Chad's lips to land on her cheek instead.

"Molly, how about we both just say what's in our hearts, okay?"

Molly, a bit reluctantly but with a sly look in her eyes, responded, "You first."

Chad, usually sharp, found himself unwittingly falling into this little trap for the first time.

After a moment to collect his thoughts, his voice, slightly trembling yet magnetically charming, whispered into Molly's ear, "Molly, I love you. Seems like I've fallen for you a long time ago." Molly's heart skipped a beat, the fluttering feelings inside her awakened, causing her heart to race.

The next second, Chad's lips found her earlobe, sending a shiver through her body and causing her hands to instinctively push against his firm chest. "Molly, your turn now."

Molly blinked, her cheeks flushed, "Let's just sleep."

what about what we just said?" He had opened up, hoping Molly would

her face, insisted, "Let's sleep, Chad.

her hands away. But Molly was quick to cover her face again with her free hand, hiding the sweet smile

let's sleep. I'm really tired," she cooed, successfully dodging the conversation but

she was just tired, especially after waking up late into the afternoon. "Molly, say

"Which words?"

Chad, unable to hide his frustration any longer, pinned Molly beneath him, his lips finding hers in a sweet assault as

me when you first fell for me, then I'll share

hand venturing, only to be caught by

knew tomorrow would bring its own

day, Molly was gently woken by the broad arms that had held her through the night, a subtle punishment for her playful

how to spark a playful argument with her husband, Andre, possibly to secure a few days of carefree living at her parents'

an elder, prepared for a day out, loading Leo's car with what seemed like provisions for a week rather than a day. Among the items were blankets not unlike those from their own beds, drinks,

day of cherry picking, hinting at the charming naivety