Sanford’s scent, heavy with alcohol, filled her senses as he carried her into the bedroom, depositing her onto the bed.

Tonight, he was more demanding, lacking his usual gentleness.

Maggie bit her lip and had sex with him.

Exhausted after the prolonged encounter, she heard him murmur something in his sleep.

“Aryana, don’t go.”

The following day, Maggie stirred awake, her gaze falling on the still-slumbering figure of Sanford. She gently extricated his arm from around her and eased herself out of the bed.

rose. Swiftly, she reached for support

his actions the night before and the name he had whispered caused her discomfort to intensify.

was likely his ex-girlfriend; the woman he had loved

preoccupied

bathroom to freshen up, glancing at the

o’clock. If she Lingered any Longer, she would be

a moment, she

be making breakfast. Anything to eat at

come down

Mr. Hughes there? Will I be intruding on your

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