Observing Mark's demeanor, Peter surmised the previous night had been eventful, teasing, "You look spent from last night. You should take it easy today."

"How could I be exhausted? As if I couldn't keep up with a young woman. I'm the furthest thing from tired."

Peter's gaze held a touch of wistful envy.

The three days leading to the weekend saw no rendezvous between Mark and Cecilia.

She was immersed in her professional life.