Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

A little while later, a military jeep pulled up next to their car. A soldier hopped out and held an umbrella over Mars as he made his way over, slid into the driver's seat, and called out to his team, “Alright, you guys can head back. I've got her."

The soldier outside gave Mars a sharp salute, something everyone in the car noticed—including a couple of Milka's coworkers, who looked at Mars with open curiosity.

Once the door was closed, Mars turned to Milka and said, "I thought I'd make it earlier, but traffic was a nightmare. The rain was so heavy there was a fender bender up ahead, so I got held up. Lucky I came to pick you up-no way I'd let you drive alone in this weather."

He glanced in the rearview mirror at the unfamiliar faces in the back.

Milka explained, “Oh, they're my coworkers. Couldn't get a cab, so I told them to tag along.”

Mars just nodded, buckled up, and adjusted the mirror. "If it's still pouring like this tomorrow and you're going out with friends, just call me. I'll drive."

Milka smiled, “Let's talk about tomorrow when it comes.”

She hadn't told her coworkers much about Mars, so she simply fastened her seatbelt and let him drive. Truth be told, having a guy take the wheel did feel a whole lot safer.

knew the roads like the back of his hand. He avoided

said a

him a look,

come on. They're definitely guessing it. And honestly, I'm almost your boyfriend-just with

in but ended

the time they got home,

around for

call you my son-in-law already? You eat here

sir. If you keep poking at old

Watching Mars help himself to dinner, he never had

morning, the sky was still gloomy and heavy, the air thick with humidity. But

Mia bundled her

son and dressed Wayne in long sleeves before heading out—she was driving herself, since Chad was stuck at work

you and I drive about the same. If you take me, Dad's just going to