Sanford lounged on the sofa, clad in a luxurious dark blue silk nightgown, several hickeys marking his chest.

He hung up the phone, a satisfied grin on his face. It had certainly been a pleasurable afternoon.

The doorbell rang. Atera Restaurant's staff were here with the food.

Sanford checked his watch, a smile spreading across his face.

Maggie had been asleep for two hours. It was time for dinner.

He grabbed a box of spicy crabs and headed towards the bedroom.

Maggie remained fast asleep, her hair scattered across the pillow.

Her peaceful slumber offered a sense of serenity.

Sanford's eyes sparkled with amusement. He crept closer, silently placing the box of crabs right under her nose.

In her sleep, Maggie caught a whiff of the food, her eyelids fluttering slightly. Then, slowly, she opened her eyes.

Sanford chuckled, setting aside the food, and teased, "Finally awake?"

Maggie, still groggy from sleep, gave him a silent look.

He leaned in, his fingers gently running through her hair, his voice soothing and low.

“Do you need help waking up?" he murmured, his lips barely brushing against hers.

A warm breath washed over Maggie, snapping her out of her drowsy state.

She pushed him away gently and wrapped herself in the blanket, rolling to the side.

"Stop it!" she protested.

Their bold sex in the car was too exhausting and she had fallen asleep after that, without even recalling their arrival.

It wasn't her fault. She had been up late, then had faced a stressful day in South Bay Town, and then a crazy encounter in a car.

She was at her limit.