Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

But after last night, neither of them had called again—not at noon, not in the afternoon. "Leo even tried calling Anya a few times. That's really not like him." Unless, of course, the guys had figured out their sweet wives had been fibbing!

Hansen, realizing his kids were about to land themselves in big trouble, couldn't hold back his laughter. “Looks like you're about to get what's coming to you. Serves you right for not coming home-your old man would never dare pull a stunt like that."

His daughter-in-law shot back, "Andre always figures us out. You really think he doesn't know what you're up to?"

Hansen's laughter died instantly. "No way. My friends and I are tighter than you lot. We keep things locked down."

His daughter grinned, "Want to bet? I could just share those embarrassing karaoke videos of yours on Facebook with Andre."

The smile slid right off Hansen's face.

Father and daughter both whipped out their phones-one scrambling to delete evidence, the other racing to save it.

But the old man's fingers just couldn't keep up. Molly grinned, triumphant. "Too late, Dad. I saved the video!"

Hansen: "..."

The grandparents on the side watched the playful back-and-forth and burst out laughing.

Henry piped

never did karaoke!" How did

on Grandpa's lap, lips all pouty and

his precious grandson on the floor and stood up. "That's it-I'm moving the family

delighted, followed after his great-grandpa. "Let's go,

red with frustration, glared at his grandson. "Go home

little rascal raised his chubby hand, saying something cheeky

driving me up the

his game at work. He kept leaning back in his chair, rubbing his

wife and

but

keep Mia

wasn't much better. He made himself a strong cup of tea to try to snap

you last night, so you

and asked, "Donnie, where was Stephania

caught off guard, and stammered, "Uh... my wife? She was definitely

waved him off. "No reason." So