"I'm in. But I want some benefits first."

The car seat reclined slowly, and Maggie felt her cheeks flush with anticipation.

Recalling the ticket incident from yesterday, Maggie nervously nibbled her lower lip before cautioning. "Keep an eye out for the traffic police!"

Sanford paused, then with a playful glint, he leaned in and gently nipped at her red lips.

“How'd you become so naughty?"

Being interrupted wasn't ideal. But out here in the middle of nowhere, they had the place to themselves.

Maggie stuck out her tongue, catching her reflection in his eyes.

Seeing her playful expression, Sanford frowned.

It was said that girls were crazy about bad boys.

And the same applied to boys.

A naughty woman would always drive a man crazy.

Sanford couldn't resist the charm of the new Maggie. He was completely smitten.

Gentle kisses landed tenderly on Maggie's brow, her eyes, and her nose, brimming with love.

Those kisses left Maggie feeling lightheaded, her mind consumed by a single thought: why was this man so eager for their time together in the car? Could it be because their first intimate encounter had happened in a car?

As clouds slowly drifted across the sky, the sun's heat was gently tempered.

Inside the car, time seemed to stretch and bend, filled with the rhythm of passion and whispered words.

In an apartment, Rosalynn tapped her phone, ordering some food ingredients. When the rider delivered them, she immediately set to work, preparing soup for Valeria.

She added ingredients to the pot with care and then tidied up the living space.

After putting things in order, she eased onto the couch, taking in the familiar surroundings. Memories of cozy moments with Brian flooded her thoughts, her hand instinctively resting on her growing belly.

Pregnancy seemed to stir up a whirlwind of thoughts, swirling through her mind like autumn leaves in a gentle breeze.