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.

waist ached as she rose. Swiftly,

the name he had whispered caused her discomfort to intensify. She pushed

likely his ex-girlfriend; the

he still preoccupied with thoughts

compose herself, Maggie entered the bathroom to

Lingered any Longer,

moment, she shot

won’t be making breakfast.

you come down

before asking, “Is Mr. Hughes there? Will I

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