Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mars shrugged it off. "What's the rush? If you can't wait for me, why not just have another kid with Mom? Hansen had a daughter in his fifties; I bet you could too... Ah."

Roberto smacked the back of his son's head, his hand shaking with anger. "How can you, with that straight face, say such outrageous things? Every day you're envious of Andre's son, and now they're expecting their second kid while you're still drifting through life."

Mars wasn't happy about it. "Well, Andre didn't want to get married at first either. It was his dad who pushed him into it with all those setups."

"Oh, so now you're saying I haven't set you up? Mars, I'll do it right now."

"Dad, dad, no, no need," Mars quickly cut in, standing up. "Dad, I'll go out and find you a daughter-in-law right now. Goodnight, Mom, goodnight, Dad."

With that, he bolted out the door.

Once outside, Mars whipped out his phone, mulling over, "Who was it that just chewed me out?"

Over in the suburbs, Greg had fainted but came to two hours later.

"Greg, who managed to break

shook his head. "No idea. It wasn't just one person. When I traced it, it seemed like

it Andre's crew?" Kon

little cliques. Andre's crew are all trained pros; they wouldn't take on random gigs. Besides, I think I might've just been showing

something. "So, how did Andre find out your

question left

family, where daily life

filling two bottles with warm water, with his

left, not too thrilled, while Henry was on tiptoe on his right, hands gripping the countertop, watching

big kitty water bottle on the left, Andre added a few scoops of honey. The weather's getting colder, drink more warm water. You don't like plain

her backpack on, pouted. "Honey, I

mouth wide. "Ah,

his eager son. "See? If you don't want