Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

“It started out as her mistake, but now, somehow, I'm the bad guy.”

Noah glanced over at his brooding boss and let out a quiet laugh. "So, what's the plan, sir? Should I ask Ms. Roberts if she knows any luxury gifts for Mrs. Williams?"

Andre shook his head. "Trying to win Mia over with expensive gifts every time just feels a bit... shallow."

If someone rarely received surprises, a present from her husband would mean the world. But his Mia? She had gotten so many gifts from him that her hands were practically full, and it still didn't do the trick.

Staring out the window at the bright sky, Andre mumbled, "Summer's here."

Noah blinked, not sure what he meant.

Andre grabbed his car keys and stood up. "Ice cream from the wholesale shop- my whole family loves it." Especially his little wildcat; that girl had a serious soft spot for sweets.

And with that, Andre was out the door.

Noah called after him, "Boss, you know, that's not exactly a fancy present."

Andre just grinned, looking totally content. "You really think Mia loves me for my money?"

Noah finally got it and broke into a grin of his own.

Mia used to frequent. As soon as he walked in,

Uncle, had lunch

awake, saw Andre,

the freezer. "Just here to stock up on some

few, "Take whatever you want-Mia likes them all. Chocolate bars, cones, popsicles, these little shakers, red bean, those old-school

loaded up on everything-his

but Andre slipped some cash onto

fast, he drove straight home to stash

Andre walked in, only to find the house oddly

ice cream in hand, he called out, "Sweetheart? Mia? Henry?" Over

again, "Dad?

nothing. He set down the ice cream

housekeeper standing watch

the sound

"Let me guess, Ms. Mia's cooking

and, as he pushed open the door, caught the tail end of a mother-son pep

dad tastes it, he'll be head over heels in love

stubborn dad of yours doesn't come down off his high horse after this, you'd better get used to being called