Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 700

The sound of a child's laughter, pure and endlessly delightful, filled the car, creating a bubble of joy in the otherwise silent interior. Occasionally, Mia would lean over to plant a kiss on her son's cheek, her fingers gently squeezing his soft, chubby face with all the tenderness in the world.

No matter how much she fussed over him, her little boy would just giggle, his laughter light and carefree.

As their car ventured deeper into the countryside, leaving the main roads behind for dusty, unnamed paths, it was clear they were heading somewhere special. Without Chad's knowledge of this hidden gem, they might never have found it.

"Molly, when did you last come out here? You never mentioned it," she quizzed Chad as their car followed the winding country lanes.

Chad chuckled, "You were in your senior year of high school, buried under a mountain of books. I didn't want to distract you. Remember? I brought back a bunch of cherries that year and had you deliver two boxes to the Byrnes and the Irvins."

At the mention of cherries, Molly's memory clicked. It was right before her final exams, a stressful time marked by late-night study sessions and stress-induced acne. Chad had indeed brought home ten boxes of cherries, insisting she share them with the Byrnes and the Cedillos. Leo, who had been hiding his identity as a nephew of a business mogul, sheepishly accepted two boxes of cherries from her, a memory that now brought a smile to her face.

"Seems like ages ago, Chad. You were just a rookie cop back then, weren't you?" Molly mused.

"That was my 17th case," Chad replied, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

As they neared their destination, the rural charm of the area became apparent. Fenced orchards lined the road, dotted with the bright red of cherries. "Look, I can see the cherries from here!" Molly exclaimed, her excitement palpable.

Chad grinned, "Just wait until we get to the orchard. It's cherry heaven."

"How do you know so much about this place?" Molly asked, curious.

"I buy our family's cherries here every year," Chad explained, his voice filled with a hint of pride.

Finally, their cars pulled into a clearing, joining a few others that had arrived before them. Andre parked with precision next to them, followed by Leo, who smoothly slotted his car into space beside his uncle's.

Stepping out of the car, Molly couldn't help but admire the men's parking skills. "How do you do it? I wish I could park that smoothly," she said, half in jest, half in genuine awe.