Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Bruce didn't dare stick around any longer. "I'm gonna head upstairs and call Naomi, see when she's coming home." They'd all had enough fun for one day.

All four men were missing their wives. Mr. Calder didn't even look at his son-he'd rather be at the office, calling his wife. "Babe, when are you coming back?"

Mia hugged their son, wiping away his tears. Both mother and son shot Andre a look that said, "This is your fault."

Andre glanced over at his sister, but Molly turned her face away, watching the father and son instead.

"Chad?" he called out.

"Yeah," Chad replied.

The two men didn't need to say anything else there was an unspoken understanding between them.

Andre scooped up his two kids and headed upstairs.

Chad took one of his kids' hands and followed.

Downstairs, Hansen was halfway through a bowl of sunflower seeds. "Wait, that's it? Game over already?"

...

Upstairs in the bedroom, Andre was pacing, clearly ticked off. "Did Henry really toss my socks in the toilet?"

Henry looked up at his dad, confused about why he was being called out again.

don't know for sure, you can pretend it never happened. It's easier on

did you? Is that Black Pass really

just looked at his mom. This

stubborn as ever. She shook her

door's closed

kept glancing

all the time. If people see, they'll say I didn't

immediately looked back at his

his hips. "So you're saying you'd rather use

tongue. "Even if I have skills, I can't just use

mouth,

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and

shut, then

then set her son down. "Hey,

pulled out her White Pass, grinning. "Ta-da!

tiptoes,

the White

ready to stick

mouth. Mia quickly snatched

now,

bacial thing."