Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia burst onto campus, practically a whirlwind.

She and Jamie had picked the same advisor, which meant they were classmates again—just like old times. With Jamie around, handling school stuff was a breeze. "Mia, you nearly gave me a heart attack! I couldn't reach you on orientation day-l seriously thought you'd bailed on grad school!" Jamie said, half-laughing, half- scolding.

That set Mia off again. "Don't even get me started! My little rascal at home ripped up my admission letter, and thanks to that tiny troublemaker, I missed my entire opening ceremony."

The more Mia thought about it, the more riled up she got. When she got home, she gave her son a couple of gentle swats. "You're going to be the death of me, kiddo!"

Henry stomped and huffed. "Well, you're going to be the death of your precious boy, too!"

The two of them ended up calling Andre so he could referee their latest squabble.

Listening to the chaos over the phone, Andre just pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

Teddy, his friend, arched an eyebrow. "Ah, family drama. The good kind."

Carrying this "happy headache," Andre headed home. Even before he stepped inside, he could hear mother and son bickering. "Henry, you used to be so cute- what happened?"

"I'm still cute!" Henry shot back.

"You're a handful! I'm the good one here. You're just like your dad," Mia huffed.

The moment Andre walked in, he was greeted by two happy shouts "Honey!" and "Daddy!"—their family chorus.

onto the couch, his squishy little boy climbing into his lap, Mia curling up beside him

Dining Enclave?" Andre cut

bickering stopped in its tracks. "Daddy, I wanna go!" Henry cheered. "Honey, let's do it!" Mia chimed

Andre just grinned.

little bench by the

already filthy again-Andre swore his son had a sixth sense for finding mud. With a sigh, he fetched a new

want those shoes," Henry said,

bud. Let Dad help you

heels-literally-retreating on his tiny feet and clutching his favorite

in. "Little Leo just loves those shoes. Yesterday we tried to clean them, and he

hips. "Henry, why are you still sitting

out victorious, her

and full of laughter. Afterward,

while Mia picked out new shoes. Andre patiently helped

Henry lounged back

and then pointing and making his wishes known. "That one! I want that

Mia pointed to a pair on the

“No, not that

a few more options until Henry finally approved,

passing by couldn't help