Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia was a burst of sunshine in her bright yellow swimsuit, overflowing with energy and spirit. The playful ruffles added a youthful touch, making her look vibrant and radiant. Luckily for Andre, she held her son, decked out in a floral shirt, which was his only saving grace. Molly's swimsuit was a soft green, highlighting her fair skin beautifully. Even with her baby bump, she lounged on a sun chair, partially covered with a towel, still brimming with the liveliness of a young woman.

Mia hadn't heard her son call out "Dad" all day. She lay back on another lounger, sunglasses on, leisurely soaking up the sun.

"Mia, they're still a no-show," Molly murmured through clenched teeth.

Mia parted her lips slightly, whispering back, "Let's give it a bit more time."

Anya looked frustrated, whispering, "Auntie, what if Uncle didn't show up and we just end up with tans?"

Molly's eyes darted restlessly behind her sunglasses. She whistled to get the others' attention, "Look at those surfers at 2 o'clock. I saw them yesterday too. They're built like models with those tanned muscles!" Mia smirked, "Got it!"

Behind the trees, the three men were fanning themselves in the heat.

Leo said, "Uncle, didn't you say your wife hates the sun and never comes out at midday?"

Andre frowned, feeling uneasy.

Back on the beach, the three women were strategizing.

"Anya, go get a contact number," Mia suggested.

Anya shook her head, backing off, "Auntie, I can't. If Chad's nearby, I'm toast."

Molly said, "What's the worry? Your aunt's punches don't cost a dime when hitting Leo. Besides, one of us is holding a baby, and the other is heavily pregnant; it's not really fitting for us to go."

Mia nodded, raising her voice on purpose, "Exactly, if your aunt and I flirted, it would be infidelity, impure motives, you know, illegal. But you, you're not bound by marriage papers, asking for a number is just a moral thing."novelbin

In the bushes, Leo was itching to rush out, but his uncle and uncle-in-law held him back, covering his mouth.

Leo, struggling, seemed like he was being kidnapped, desperately wanting to get back to his girlfriend.

Andre speculated, "Mia's setting a trap for us."

Anya, on the beach, scratched her face, frowning, "Aunt, uncle, is this even working?"

Henry, on a lounger, watched the scene unfold. His eyes sparkled as he observed his "kidnapped" brother and the "kidnappers"-his dad and uncle. "Wow!" he clapped with excitement.

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The trio of women, striking as they were, had already caught the eyes of the surfers due to the sparse beach crowd.

Thinking the women were about to ask for their numbers, the guys waited, but the approach never came.

So, shirtless and with surfboards in hand, they decided to make the first move. "Hi, good afternoon."

The women were caught off guard; they weren't looking to meet new people!

The struggle in the bushes came to a halt-could this be happening?

The foreign guys chimed in, "Want to be friends? We surf and dive around here a lot. If you lovely ladies want to try anything fun, we're here to help. For beautiful women, we offer one-on-one sessions, free of charge."

Anya quickly declined, "Thanks, but we don't-"

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"Sure," Mia suddenly agreed. She and Molly exchanged knowing glances, both on the same wavelength.

They reached for their phones, ready to swap contact info.

"No need, they have husbands to show them the ropes!"

A familiar voice rang out from behind.

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