Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1586

Naomi grinned. “Hey, I almost forgot about the Cedillo family's little man." Henry was officially one of the Cedillo men now-just the youngest, that's all.

"Mia, you think Henry's brave enough to have a drink?" Leo asked, a little doubtful.

Mia wiped her son's greasy cheeks and laughed. "Afraid? Not this kid. Remember the time he sneaked a whole bottle of red wine? Nothing happened. He's tougher than he looks."

Andre said, "Just give him a splash, make it look good. The liquor's way too strong-no way we're letting him have that."

Leo poured just a tiny bit into Henry's glass and handed it over.

But Henry wasn't a clueless two-year-old anymore; now he was three, and not so easy to fool. He pouted, "Uncle, it's not full!"

Leo burst out laughing. "Listen to him! Our little guy's got high standards. Looks like we need to fill him up."

He shot Andre a look. "Uncle, you got the guts to give him a full glass?"

Andre waited a beat, then said, "Pour him some Sprite." It looked just like the grown-up stuff, and at three, Henry couldn't tell the difference anyway.

Sure enough, when Henry got his "drink," he lit up with a huge smile.

one

of it. His dad's drink was

his nose in confusion-so this was what grown-up drinks tasted like? He took a few sips, making the goofiest faces, and had everyone

family laugh, Henry giggled, happy to be the center

their specialty dishes-except for Jade, who was outside with her

light one, toss it, and

just as a firework went off

ears.

of the yard, bawling

her son chopping vegetables. "Chad, just drop what you're doing and go check on those two. Wayne's crying again—I'll bet

hands, laughing, and headed outside

stocked up on fireworks-he filled the whole trunk for his wife and son to have their fun. But before New Year's Eve even got close, Andre's family had already burned through the

and son weren't satisfied yet.

It's not even New Year's yet and we're out. What are we

hugging his dad's neck. "Daddy, I want to play

buy another trunkful. This time, though, he kept a close eye on his wife and son,

his wife and son giving him those big, hopeful eyes. "Save some for New Year's,”