Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1628

“…Oh, sure.”

Roberto said, “Why don’t you two head out for a bit? I’ll catch up with your Uncle Luke.”

Mars and Milka traded a look and stepped outside.

The second they were out the door, Mars was back to his usual self. “Still not convinced your stomach is fine? Want me to check for you?”

Milka smacked his hand away. “Hands off. What do you think our dads are talking about?”

Mars shrugged, casual as ever. “What else? Probably scheming to get us back together.”

Milka rolled her eyes at him. The two of them wandered under the leafy shade, the cicadas’ buzzing now almost deafening in the thick summer heat.

Meanwhile, back in the living room, their dads were deep in conversation—news, politics, and, as always, their kids.

Roberto sighed, “Don’t think I don’t know you. You want Milka to stay close.”

Jupiter replied, “I’m not keeping her here.”

Roberto just smirked. “Come on, drop the act. You want her nearby, but you worry about your wife being alone overseas, so you’re sending Milka over to keep her company. If you ask me, she should just come home. No matter how great it is abroad, it’s not home. She can’t stay away forever.”

Jupiter said, “I don’t meddle in their business. Even if I did, they wouldn’t listen.”

“That’s because you’re going about it all wrong,” Roberto pointed out.

The two of them ended up talking the afternoon away.

Outside, Mars snatched up a cicada and snuck up behind Milka.

“Hey!” he yelled.

Milka jumped and froze in her tracks. “Mars, you jerk!”

She’d always been terrified of cicadas, and Mars had been teasing her about it since they were kids. He used to sneak cicadas into her clothes, and whenever she found out, she’d cry her eyes out.

Other kids tried to copy him, but Mars wouldn’t have it. “She’s my girlfriend. I get to scare her. If any of you make her cry, you’ll have to answer to me.”

Of course, Mars’s pranks never really worked in his favor.

Mars laughed. “He’s even better at getting into trouble these days.”

Henry was so little, he couldn’t reach the car’s ceiling even if he tried. Wedged between the seats, he piped up, “Goddad, you still haven’t told me where we’re going~”

Mars realized he’d forgotten to answer, too busy chatting with Milka. “We’re going to have some fun, buddy. Sound good?”

Henry nodded eagerly. “Yeah~”

Milka leaned back, smiling. “What’s your name, cutie?”

Henry announced, “I’m Henry! Daddy calls me Little Tiger Cub. My name’s Henry.”

Milka melted. “And who’s ‘Mia’?”

Henry replied, “Mia’s the kitty cat!”

Mars explained, “He means his mom. Her name’s Mia, but he can’t say it quite right yet. Every day he tries, but it comes out more like ‘Meow.’”