Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

As soon as he stepped outside, Hansen ran smack into another brewing storm. "Andre, how many times do I have to say it? No showers! Why won't you listen?"

It always took Mia coming down to break up the tension. Only with her peacekeeping did father and son make it out the door without another shouting match and head to the office.

Teddy greeted them with his usual easy grin. "Hansen's still the same, huh? Always the mischievous old man."

Andre just shook his head. "His mind and his age couldn't be further apart. The older he gets, the younger he acts. And the easier he is to trick, honestly."

Teddy burst out laughing. "So, Andre, what's it like living in a house full of rebels, troublemakers, and a whole bunch of kids?"

Andre just sighed. "Who's got the energy to feel anything? If I'm not refereeing some argument, I'm running home from work to settle another. One kid gets into trouble, the next is already in line. It's way busier than anything I do at work."

Teddy teased, "So daughters are supposed to be quieter? I'm starting to look forward to our honorary goddaughter."

Andre snorted. "With Conner as her dad? Good luck getting a quiet, well-behaved little girl."

Meanwhile, overseas, Mr. Nettleton was still at the hospital when he sneezed twice in a row. "Damn, who's talking about me now?"

look up.

are, it's just those poor guys without daughters. Let

shot her husband a look of exasperation. "What are you doing

expression. "What do you think? My wife and daughter are here. If they don't love me, can't I at least

turned pink. "I-I never said I

all it was worth. "Really, Annie? Do you love

"Nope."

refused to leave his bedside, afraid her sister might disappear again or worse, do

nights, Annie had even been sleeping in

sister-in-law here to make Annie love me more, not to split us up! Now she won't be with me during the day, and she won't be

looks like even your sister-in-law's got

"Get out of here."

(and 'daughter'), Mr. Nettleton set off for the hospital.

on. Everyone knows-if she scolds you or hits you, that's real love. You've yelled at me and smacked me more times

reached up, gently squeezing Conner's

underneath that thick skin of