Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Check out that fancy car."

Teddy kept his eyes glued to the boy, their gazes locking for a moment, tension flickering between them. Teddy kept the conversation going, as if trying to buy some time.

Over by the curb, Andre had already gathered everyone into their cars.

Anya spotted Teddy from a distance. She stuck her head out the window. “Chad, isn't that the kid I accidentally bumped into earlier? What's Uncle Teddy up to?"

Leo glanced over. "I'll go see what's up."

He drove over and rolled down the window, but just then Teddy waved the boy away.

Seeing this, Leo and Anya didn't push it. "Teddy, we're heading out," Leo called.

Teddy nodded. "Drive safe."

He came back to the car and muttered under his breath, “Pretending to be sick just to sneak a look at the fancy cars. He's got his eye on Andre-heard he's a big shot in business, so he sneaked over for a peek." Asher chimed in, "So Andre has grown-up fanboys and little ones too, huh?"

Since the boy was so young, they'd put together a quick disguise and had him ride his bike past the line of luxury cars.

Mia, in the passenger seat, patted his

nodded. “Guess I'm being a little

their son's first day of school. He wasn't going

eyes lingering on the school gate. Neither he nor Mia could bring themselves

our son's crying right now?” Mia asked

her. “No way. He's a clever little rascal, always bouncing off

couldn't help

you told the teacher our boy eats a lot, right? What if he's too shy to ask for seconds and

and

school and eventually merged

silence. At a red light, Andre picked up his phone, staring

hears our voices, he'll start crying and beg us

his phone down. It had only been eight minutes since

parents, nothing stings

he was born. Now, with him suddenly off at school, even

could already imagine their little boy crying

Hansen held his youngest grandson close. "Sweetie,