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.

As soon as he walked in, he spotted the old owner dozing in

Uncle, had

saw Andre,

"Just here to stock up on some

picked out treats, the shop owner pointed out a few, "Take whatever you want-Mia likes them all. Chocolate bars, cones, popsicles, these little shakers,

on everything-his

pay, the shop owner waved him off, but Andre slipped some cash onto the

straight home

of the day when Andre walked in,

big bags of ice cream in hand, he called out, "Sweetheart? Mia? Henry?" Over in the kitchen, mother and son were busy and

tried again,

set down the ice cream and went

standing watch by the

caught the sound of

"Let me guess, Ms.

the door,

time Mommy's new recipe is a surefire hit! If your dad tastes it, he'll be head

doesn't come down off his high horse after this, you'd better get used to being called just 'Henry' instead