Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Hello, I'm Director Grant. I work with Milka," he said, reaching out to shake hands.

Mars met his handshake. "Mars."

Director Grant's gaze lingered on the little boy in Mars' arms-Henry. The kid looked oddly familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.

Mars leaned in and prompted, "Say hi to your godfather."

Henry obligingly piped up, "Godfather~"

Then Mars nodded toward Milka. "And what do you call her?"

Henry stared at Milka, who watched his lips, eyes full of anticipation. Just as Henry's mouth formed the word "Auntie," Mars stepped in, quick as ever. "What do you call your godmother?"

"Godmom!” Henry shouted, his voice ringing out clear as a bell.

Milka's cheeks turned pink. "It's Auntie, not godmom-"

Henry only grinned, stubborn as ever. "Nope, godmom it is."

After all, his godfather had told him: when you see 'the tough one,' you call her godmom.

Director Grant's smile flickered, awkward. He glanced at Mars, sensing some hidden agenda, and, not wanting to linger, made up an excuse about "urgent work" and slipped away.

just

finally got her wish; she lifted Henry into her arms. The first time she was too shy to plant a kiss, but the second time, after a little hesitation, she bit her lip and kissed his squishy cheek, her heart melting on the

too~" Henry giggled, covering his face

tighter, so charmed she forgot all about correcting him to

how rebellious his little guy acted, he still won everyone over. "So, why'd

he

"The garage needs reverse parking. I'm way better at

never could figure

reached the car when a voice called out behind them,

so well. "Sis! It's my sister!" he yelled.

she noticed the unfamiliar woman, then smiled. "Uncle Mars, you brought

Milka's confusion—she had no idea who this bubbly

was.

He

to Milka,

her, the

of

for all the

a couple.

like

Leo's girlfriend.