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.

avoided any sketchy spots, even

“Man, I barely said a word back there. Didn't want your coworkers thinking your boyfriend's

shot him a look, "Who said you're my

I'm almost your

it in but ended up

the time they got home, the rain

ever, stuck around for dinner

already? You eat here more than anyone else, always

a bite of his steamed bun. "Careful, sir. If you keep poking at old wounds, don't blame me

two kids together. Watching Mars help himself to dinner, he never had the heart to

thick with humidity. But at least it was cooler, finally giving everyone a break

the chill in the air, Mia bundled her

a blanket for her son and dressed Wayne in long sleeves before heading out—she was driving herself, since Chad

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