Sanford felt something in his heart, a strong desire.

He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled her closer, kissing her back with passion.

The sudden move made Maggie let out a soft moan, holding onto his shirt tighter.

Sanford's blood boiled even more.

After so long without wanting, he craved more.

He pushed a button and Maggie's seat began to tilt back.

Right then, there came a knock on the car window.

The seat hadn't even reclined halfway when they both stopped dead.

Sanford frowned, spotting a cop tapping on his window.

"It's the traffic police."

Maggie's face went crimson as she hurriedly fixed her blouse, feeling totally embarrassed after Sanford had undone it.

Sanford took a deep breath, draping his jacket over her, and hit the button to bring the seat back up.

Thankfully, the car windows were tinted.

Nobody outside could see what was going on in here.

Once Sanford calmed down a bit, he opened the car door and stepped out.

“Sir, you can't park here. Let me see your driver's license, please."

The traffic cop gave Sanford a strict salute.

"Sorry about that, officer."

Sanford apologized, took the ticket, and started up the car.

Maggie's face was still hot. She hugged his jacket tighter, wishing she could disappear at that moment.