Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly stopped mid-bite, buffalo wing in hand, and looked up. "So, where are we staying tonight?"

Aimee glanced over at Mia. "Hotel?"

Mia put her spoon down, no longer feeding her son. Instantly, Henry grabbed the spoon and started shoveling food into his mouth, cheeks puffed out. The two little boys nearby watched, wide-eyed and practically drooling.

"I bought a house," Mia said, just like that.

Both women stared at her, stunned.

Mia shrugged. "After my grad school exams, I just had this wild urge-I took Henry out with me, and, well, we bought a place."

"You're serious?" Molly gaped. They'd joked about this before, but she'd never thought Mia meant it.

Mia nodded. "Yeah. Bought it months ago. Haven't even stayed there yet. Spent a fortune making it nice, too."

Molly let out a dramatic sigh and grinned. "Mia, you're living in another league. I'm still dragging Chad around shopping for jeans, and you're out buying houses with a baby on your hip."

used to sell houses. Why couldn't I ever get a client like you?" The two women immediately

heiress?" Jade piped up, her imagination already running wild. "Let me guess-you were just working at a real estate office, minding your business, when your long-lost billionaire family found you after spotting your

head. She'd never believed Aimee's confidence was something she picked up along the way-it was baked in, from day one. "Wait- don't tell me your

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dump me at a real estate office and tell me, Be the top seller if you want

rundown café and told me to run it. Oh,

husband makes Chad look like a teddy bear. Chad just pranks me sometimes. His paycheck's

never cuts me off His only real rule is that drink my coffee, go shopping, hang out with my girlfriends, and spend his money!" She

Mrs. Cedillo, shaking their heads in

in their chat, none of them noticed what the kids

just feed your brothers Jell-O

to

the wobbly blob in his

checked on her own son-sticky hands, empty mouth.