Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly traced her fingers over Henry's hand, eyes shining with amusement. "He looks just like my little guy did two months ago," she said, half-laughing.

She remembered holding Jared at that age-he'd been glued to her, just like Henry was to his mom now.

Aimee hugged Henry a bit tighter and shrugged. "His dad's away for work, so it's just the two of us. Of course he's clingy."

Mia shot her a skeptical look. "You sure you're up for this?"

Aimee grinned, rolling her eyes. "What choice do I have? It's not like I can just order up a reliable stepmom for him. That'd be doing his dad a favor he doesn't deserve."

Molly couldn't help but laugh. Yep, these were her kind of people.

Meanwhile, the grandpas were plotting their next food escapade. "We've gotta hit Wayne's for shrimp non-negotiable. And cheese gnocchi... your teeth up for that?" one asked.

The other grinned, flashing a toothy smile. "You kidding? I could chew ice cubes for breakfast."

"Cheese gnocchi it is, then. And plenty more where that came from. My three kids may not be model citizens, but when it comes to eating and having fun, they're experts."

When it was time to pick up the guests, they brought out two cars. Hansen rounded up his crew, and Mia and Molly gathered theirs.

your kids?" Maybe she wasn't the only one who lost

say a word—his pout

kid's off with

hands on the wheel, added, "Mine's with his great-grandpa, belting out

Aimee cocked

Old-school opera. It's

just shook

go-kart club-the grown-up section, no less. Dressed in a pint-sized racing suit

little sidekick away for another spin, grinning as Henry's mouth formed

clung to the steering wheel, refusing to budge. "Not leaving! Cooper, more

champ, let's check

Sweet talking, hugs, even a few bribes-before finally scooping up

just kept

at the Cedillo house, Mia and Aimee had settled

nervous. He clung to Mia, tears brimming,

appearance, and Mia held one out. "Jared, come on,