Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1586

Naomi grinned. “Hey, I almost forgot about the Cedillo family’s little man.” Henry was officially one of the Cedillo men now—just the youngest, that’s all.

“Mia, you think Henry’s brave enough to have a drink?” Leo asked, a little doubtful.

Mia wiped her son’s greasy cheeks and laughed. “Afraid? Not this kid. Remember the time he sneaked a whole bottle of red wine? Nothing happened. He’s tougher than he looks.”

Andre said, “Just give him a splash, make it look good. The liquor’s way too strong—no way we’re letting him have that.”

Leo poured just a tiny bit into Henry’s glass and handed it over.

But Henry wasn’t a clueless two-year-old anymore; now he was three, and not so easy to fool. He pouted, “Uncle, it’s not full!”

Leo burst out laughing. “Listen to him! Our little guy’s got high standards. Looks like we need to fill him up.”

He shot Andre a look. “Uncle, you got the guts to give him a full glass?”

Andre waited a beat, then said, “Pour him some Sprite.” It looked just like the grown-up stuff, and at three, Henry couldn’t tell the difference anyway.

Sure enough, when Henry got his “drink,” he lit up with a huge smile.

The whole family cracked up, but no one explained the trick to the little rascal.

When they raised their glasses for a toast, Henry was right in the thick of it. His dad’s drink was strong and sharp, but Henry’s “liquor” fizzed up and splattered bubbles all over his face.

He scrunched up his nose in confusion—so this was what grown-up drinks tasted like? He took a few sips, making the goofiest faces, and had everyone at the table roaring with laughter.

Seeing his family laugh, Henry giggled, happy to be the center of attention.

Over at the Byrne house, everyone in the kitchen was busy cooking up their specialty dishes—except for Jade, who was outside with her son, setting off fireworks.

As the end of December rolled around, Andre would come home each day to find his wife and son giving him those big, hopeful eyes. “Save some for New Year’s,” he’d remind them.

Both of them would pout, clearly disappointed.

Chad was too busy to buy more for his family, so Andre just had his assistant send a few boxes over to the Byrnes, too.

Jade was in her element now. The backyard echoed with the sound of fireworks—boom, boom, boom—mixed with Wayne’s wailing.

As soon as Chad stepped outside, Wayne sprinted after his dad.

Molly lit another fuse and took off running.

After a couple of scares, Wayne didn’t even hesitate anymore. He’d spin around and try to bolt, little legs pumping as fast as they could go. He wasn’t very fast, but you could tell—he was determined to get out of there.