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.