The spot where her lips had touched felt cool. Sanford's lips curled into a small smile. "That wasn't enough. I'm still upset."

Maggie's eyes twinkled. "Then tell me what should I do. Please enlighten me."

Sanford quirked an eyebrow. “Enlighten you?"

“Yes, like when you showed me how to serve your water," Maggie replied.

Sanford chuckled lightly. “You are quite clever, aren't you?"

Maggie's smile widened.

As night took over, the neon streetlights painted the scene in vibrant colors.

Bathed in the soft, glowing light, her smile shone even brighter.

Sanford looked at her, feeling the sting of his irritation fade away.

"I'll show you later tonight how to make me feel better," he promised.

His tone was alluring, hinting at deeper undertones.

Maggie's mind wandered to some less-than-proper scenarios.

She felt her ears heat up, and she sank deeper into her seat, trying to appear smaller.

What sort of action was he suggesting?

The car eventually pulled up outside the studio.

Maggie composed herself. “I'm heading inside. Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

Sanford was about to head out, but her invitation held back his desire to confront Karl.

"No, I'll wait here in the car."

He had resolved to let her chase him, so he needed to stick to his decision.

Handling her suitor was her responsibility.