Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Soon, Leo jogged over to Anya, worry etched on his face as he bent down and dusted off her skirt. "Was it really necessary to run that fast? You nearly ran straight into traffic, you know."

After brushing the dirt away, Leo straightened up and glanced at the teenage boy nearby.

The boy looked Leo in the eye. "Are you alright?"

He shook his head, then quietly turned away, wheeling his bike down the sidewalk.

Leo watched him go, a strange heaviness settling in his chest.

His gaze drifted back to his girlfriend. “And you-carrying Lizzy while running... Look at this little goofball." Leo gently pinched Lizzy's chubby cheeks. “You're just as silly as your sister Anya."

"Chad~"

Leo grinned and pinched Anya's cheeks too, one soft cheek in each hand. For a moment, under the leafy shade, his heart felt so soft. Even the most stoic men would melt at the thought that flickered in Leo's mind: someday, he and Anya would be standing here with their own little girl, and he'd be pinching both their cheeks the same way.

He beamed, completely lost in the warmth of the moment, not noticing the gloomy teenager glancing back at him with a shadowy look.

The boy turned away, pushing his bike down the street until, finally, he spotted the person he'd been waiting for.

his dad's pant leg, eyeing the teacher who was

parents, grandparents, and even his favorite Uncle Cooper

the principal gently took his little wrist and tried to lead him away. Just as he

his lip, torn between wanting to sob and

eyes searched for Mia, and with

the watch on your wrist? If you miss us, you can call whenever you

kids around

Henry

kids are crying, but my boy's a little man he doesn't cry When

time. He pouted, looking utterly

you leave,

too." Normally, he called

the first time, he

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resisting the urge to just hold

face. Even Grandpa Hansen almost