Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Being single has its perks, especially among friends. Now scoot, vanish for three days!"

The servant scored another three-day break, having barely worked half the

month.

That afternoon, Annie woke up. Truth be told, she'd been awake since noon but was too tangled up in her thoughts about Conner to leave the comfort of her bed. Frustrated, she gave herself a playful whack on the head. "Why did I blurt out those words like a fool? I must be losing it."

After hours of hiding under the covers, she finally gathered the courage to face an overly excited Conner.

"Annie, you must be starving. Here, let me bring you breakfast in bed," Conner said, doting on her like she was royalty.

Mortified, Annie covered her face with her hands, unable to meet his gaze.

Conner chuckled, "Why so shy? We were pretty open with each other last night. Come on, hands down, let's eat."

Annie shook her head, feeling an overwhelming wave of bashfulness. She

couldn't fathom why she felt so shy, given she wasn't exactly a teenager anymore.

Conner perched on the edge of the bed, "It was my first time too. No need to be shy."

Annie's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red.

Conner teased, "How about we revisit last night's lovely memories?"

Annie immediately dropped her hands and started eating but ended up sputtering her chicken soup all over Conner's face when he casually remarked, "Is the chicken soup I made for you any good?"

Conner closed his eyes, wiping the greasy soup off his face while looking at her with a playful grin. "Not good, huh?"noveldrama

The word "husband" had caught Annie off guard, prompting her to say, "Conner, can you just vanish from my sight?"

"No can do. I'm here to stay. In fact, I'll move your stuff this afternoon. Cleared out the closet for you, so you can stay with me at the hotel. Or, if hotels aren't your thing, we can house hunt this afternoon. We've got to put in the effort to have kids, maybe ten or eight, to help the country out."

Annie put down her spoon, ready to fire back, but Conner handed it right back to her. "Spent two hours on this, so drink up. You've got to keep your strength up."

Annie, resting her head on her hand, replied bluntly, "Let's cut to the chase. I said those things last night because I was worried my sister might make a wrong move, not because I love you. It was to keep you safe."

"Annie, let's be real. You were worried about your sister hurting me, and you said you loved me. You're caught between your sister and me because we both matter to you. Your sister is family, and I'm just a guy. If I mean as much to you as family, then I must be your lover."

People often say Conner's full of himself, always claiming Annie loves him, but no one buys it.

Yet, Conner knows better than anyone. Feelings don't lie. Annie must care for him; otherwise, she wouldn't be so conflicted. Plus, she's not one to string people along. A stunning cop like her wouldn't have stayed single all these years without any suitors. So far, Annie's only ever been seen with him. Despite finding him annoying at times, she always responds.

"Alright, let's say I do like you,"

"Correction, love me." Spending too much time with the servant, Conner had picked up some of his quirks.

Annie, unable to take it anymore, gave him a playful kick. "Out you go."