Caught off guard by his closeness, Maggie bit her lip, her thoughts racing. "I..." she began, her voice faltering.

The answer was right on the tip of her tongue.

With him moving on to marriage, she wouldn't have dared to seek him out again.

Sanford's eyes bore into hers, his voice dropping to a cold, menacing whisper.

“Dare to deny it!" he challenged, his grip tightening on her chin.

Maggie swallowed hard, her words caught in her throat.

With a soft, resigned tone, she finally spoke. “Don't be angry. Haven't I already shown you that I will try to win you over?"

Sanford gazed into her eyes, still upset.

She said she would chase him but didn't he start it all? Would she have made a move if he hadn't required?

They both breathed in the familiar scent, their hearts racing.

Sanford looked at her red lips, his stares getting more intense.

Then he said, "Kiss me."

His heart wanted more than just words.

Maggie's eyes widened and she froze.

Sanford squinted. "You said you'd chase me, right? I want you to go all in, not wait for me to ask every time!"

Maggie's eyes sparkled as she looked at his lips. She leaned in and kissed him.

Their hearts warmed with the long-missed feeling.

Sanford's eyes grew even more intense.

He held back, letting her take charge.

Maggie grabbed his shirt, kissing him gently, trying to mimic the way Sanford used to kiss her.