Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo watched Anya's guilty little face and couldn't help but grin as he nodded. "Yeah, she's on my side. Sure, she's blunt, but she's not wrong."

Chunky stared in disbelief. Not wrong? She basically jinxed him!

Leo gave Chunky's belly a friendly slap. "Alright, Chunky, how about this: you help me out, we'll talk salary later. First, let's sign a weight loss deal-I'll help you drop fifty pounds in a year. If you do it, you work for me for another five years and I'll get you to a healthy weight. But if you don't hit the target, I'll hand over the company to you."

Leo was basically sweet-talking Chunky into a trap, and Anya was right there, ready to pass him the shovel-or maybe just give him a gentle nudge in.

Anya had a whole stack of motivational stories ready, though she'd just swapped out the hero for herself. "Chunky, I used to be almost two hundred pounds. But after I got together with my Chad, I—”

"Cough, cough. Next story, please." That one was just a bit too far-fetched.

Anya pouted. "But I really was super chubby before. I only changed for Chad."

Chunky raised an eyebrow. "You mean before you turned four?”

"Huh? How'd you know?"

a hacker. You think I

She'd recently followed a weight-loss coach online, who'd told her a whole pile of inspiring tales—and she

You're in your early thirties now, about the same age as my uncle. My uncle's got a solid career, a happy family, a

need you, and you need someone to keep you in check. I'll be your accountability buddy, and you'll be my right-hand man. Let's not talk about money for once-let's just work

talk about money?" Chunky

in, knowing they were broke and needing to sell this hard. "Health is way more important than anything else. My Chad's gonna help you get it back-and that's worth more than

just rolled his

laughed, looking uncannily like his uncle for a second. "If you really want to talk money, fine. Name your price, Chunky. I brought our finance chief and all our bank cards. As long as you agree, I'll

tied to a nine-to-five. "Leo, do you really

locking eyes with him and saying honestly, "Yeah, bro.

how much money

pulled up her phone