Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia said, "Babe, I've got to give you some credit-you're seriously killing it as a dad."

"I'd rather know how I'm doing as a husband," Andre replied, grinning.

Mia pressed her lips together, her eyes twinkling with playful energy. "Hmm... can't really score that."

"Oh?" Andre teased.

"Because you're the best-no one else even comes close," she said.

Andre laughed, opened his arms, and Mia slipped right into his embrace.

They'd been sitting a while when Mia yawned. Andre stood and called out, "Henry?"

No answer.

Mia tried, "Tiger cub?"

"Mommy, I'm here!" Their little guy came bounding over.

"Time to go home, sweetheart."

Andre muttered, "Why does he never answer me?"

Mia just smiled. "Because he's clever-and a little dramatic." Clever enough to know when Dad uses his full name, he's probably in trouble. And dramatic because he only wants to answer to cute nicknames-he ignores his real name on purpose.

let his mom scoop him up for the trip

you two don't need to take me home-Dad's still at the office. I'll wait for him, and we'll head

Henry pressed his face to the window, pointing

"Who's working

looked confused

She said, "Grandpa's inside."

through the window, voice as bright as a

office, Aaron didn't hear a

messenger bag and skateboard, walked into the building and found his dad. "Ready to

waiting for

Vol

Hansen has a checkup tomorrow, and since Henry barely touched his dinner, my sister figured he should get checked

handed over the car keys, skipped the elevator, and took

department

me the grand

at his proud son. "This will all be

save a bit

worry, there's some for Henry as well. But stop calling

rubbed off on me, and

car, Cooper behind

talked about the differences between markets at home

out business trends,

future. Aaron always listened carefully, never shutting down his son's thoughts, and offered his

advice.