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.

Swiftly, she

he had whispered caused her discomfort to intensify. She pushed these thoughts aside and made

likely his ex-girlfriend; the woman he had

preoccupied with

Maggie entered the bathroom to freshen up, glancing at the clock

was nearing eight o’clock. If she Lingered

moment, she shot a message to

won’t be making breakfast. Anything to

Will you come down to eat?” Rosalynn’s

asking, “Is Mr. Hughes there? Will I

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