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.

around. "Wait, where are your kids?" Maybe she wasn't the only one who lost

say

kid's off with his uncle,

wheel, added, "Mine's

Aimee cocked her head,

"Yup. Old-school opera. It's

shook

his best life at the go-kart club-the grown-up section, no less. Dressed in a pint-sized racing suit and helmet, his chubby cheeks were flushed

sidekick away for another spin, grinning as Henry's

steering

let's

a little wild for you," Cooper said crouching to Harry's level. Fe tried every trick Sweet talking, hugs, even a

just

and Aimee had settled in, but

He clung to Mia,

toy cars made an appearance, and Mia held one out.