Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Upstairs, Andre's voice rang out suddenly. "Mia, can you come up here for a sec?"

Nora shook her head anxiously and moved closer to Hansen on the couch. "Dad, are you going to protect your kids?"

Hansen shook his head and slid a little farther away from his daughter-in-law. "Nope, not getting involved."

Cradling his hiccupping, red-faced son, Andre called down again, louder this time. "Mia! Henry just peed on my desk! I can't deal with him-get up here!"

Everyone in the living room-young and old-turned, craning their necks to stare up at the little culprit on the stairs, his pants clearly soaked.

Hearing his dad announce his embarrassment to the whole family, Henry cried even harder.

Mia rushed upstairs. As soon as she took Henry from Andre, Henry clung to her neck, sniffling and tattling in his tiny voice, "Daddy hit your baby~"

Nora raised her eyebrows. "Andre hit my baby? Well, then my baby peed all over his daddy's office, didn't he?" The words were a little too much for Henry to follow, but he was dead set: his dad hit him.

Andre hurried off to clean his office while Mia hauled Henry away for a bath.

Catching each other's eye, Molly and Aimee exchanged a silent look. Jade glanced upstairs, and without a word, the two moms each grabbed a toddler and headed up as well.

manages to be at the center of every bit of chaos. Back in the old days, they'd have

and in clean pajamas, Henry was carried out. Andre came out of his office too, but when they met, Henry just turned

could only

women herded the kids into the play area, then slipped off to chat somewhere

gone-Cedillo family security was tight these days. There was no way the women were sneaking

cousins, was fighting Wayne for a toy. But when Henry wandered over, he just

the side. "Andre, do you think my little sweetie is growing up too slow? He still

Andre shrugged. “Henry started

we had to chase mm around

since He'd been a few

he and Mia

wits

from work, bent down with an armful of plastic

chaos, playing with the three

three women returned, each scooping up a sleepy toddler and carrying them off

room, holding hands and reluctant to say goodbye. "You're leaving already tomorrow?

not home, so someone has to keep the house running. Next time we'll have

you can