Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The flicker of Andre's annoyance barely had a chance to smolder before it fizzled out. He was about to walk away, but something clung tightly to his leg, halting him

in place.

Earlier, Henry's mom had given him simple instructions: "When your dad comes home, grab his leg and say, 'I love you, Daddy." But Henry only processed the first half. As soon as Dad appeared, Henry's chubby little arms wrapped around his father's leg, his cherubic face pressed right up against Andre's crisp suit pants.

Everything was picture perfect-until Andre glanced down and asked his

youngest son, "What are you doing?"

"Angry with Daddy-" Henry piped up.

Andre just stared, then looked helplessly at his wife.

Mia shook her head, cheeks puffed out in exasperation. "Honey, that's not what I taught him. I told him to say 'I love Daddy.""

Andre bent down, grabbed Henry by the collar of his hoodie, and hoisted him up like a sack of potatoes. Henry's head lolled back, feet swinging in the air, completely unfazed by yet another lift-off.

Mia had seen it all before. She just slipped her hands from Andre's arm, folded them behind her back, and watched, making no move to rescue their little troublemaker.

agape. Even the neighbors peeking

how Andre disciplines his

room, he was set down and fixed

family's little rebel,

back of his sweatshirt like he was toting a grocery

his cane and stooped with curiosity, shuffled over.

butt to save us both. Would you have

shook his head

from upstairs. Even when Andre disciplined him, he did it with Henry in his arms, giving his son's bottom a

all night out having fun, and now you don't even miss Dad? Just want to pick

balled up his tiny fist and gave his dad a punch on the shoulder.

only grew louder. Clearly, Mom's

Molly was leaning on Chad's arm in their kitchen, while their son Wayne curled up contentedly in

breeze," Chad replied. "It's the

you so

best detectives

smirked. "Trying to find Dragon's

me know if you find her.