Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre cleared his throat, trying to sound casual. "Let her sleep. No one wake her up, alright?"

Henry, full and satisfied, had his eyes glued to the fridge again. He hadn't forgotten-there were still treats stashed away in there.

Right before heading out to work, Andre scooped Henry up in the entryway and smothered him with kisses. "Not too much, okay?"

But Henry was determined. He wrapped his little hands around his dad's cheeks and planted a bunch of wet, noisy kisses of his own. By the time Andre made it to the car, his face was covered in drool. Andre set Henry down by the driveway. "Go find Mia, buddy. Daddy has to go to work."

The second Andre's big SUV rolled out, Henry darted back inside and made a beeline for the freezer. "Squeezy! Treasure!" he called out, reaching in for his treat.

Grandpa Hansen was already crouched nearby, waiting for Andre to leave. He made his way to the fridge too, but his little partner in crime beat him to it. Both of them bent over, butts sticking out, each grabbing a popsicle.

The butler reminded them, "Just one, sir."

Hansen shot him a look. "After surviving Mia's kitchen experiments last night, you're not on my side now?"

The butler, who spent every day in this house, knew better than to take sides for long.

Henry, mouth full of icy sweetness, zoomed around the living room in his toy car until lunchtime.

the

been his tireless playmate all morning, felt a pang for his little grandson—especially now that his

sleeping."

chubby hands and climbed the stairs, little feet pattering as he reached the bedroom door. He started patting and knocking. "Mommy, wake up!

Mia from her exhausted sleep. She lay in bed, listening to the steady thumping

up. As she stepped forward, she nearly tripped over last night's silky nightgown tangled on the floor. She quickly scooped it

on something, he never let it go-and after enough coaxing, she'd given

of last night scattered around, the whole room felt thick

you don't want me anymore?" came Henry's teary voice from the

open

summer warmth

let

toward the

baby!

voice carried

stopped crying and pressed his ear to the wood. "Mommy, open up! I can't