“You really treat me like one of your own. I like that."

Rosalynn glanced up at his playful expression and rolled her eyes.

He was overthinking things

She just didn't want to engage with him.

As she neared the end of her meal, the doorbell rang again.

Their eyes met before Rosalynn stood to answer the door.

Sanford awaited her, cradling a sleeping Maggie in his arms.

“Hi, Rosalynn.”

“Come in." Wearing a poker face, Rosalynn stepped aside.

Sanford brought Maggie to the guest room, laid her down, and exited, closing the door behind him.

“I'm sorry, Rosalynn. While I don't believe I did anything wrong, I feel I owe you an apology.”

Sanford could tell from Rosalynn's icy expression that she was furious about him sleeping with Maggie, so he offered an awkward smile.

“You should apologize to Maggie tomorrow," Rosalynn said coolly.

"I just want to know what you plan to do next."

Maggie had been a virgin before their encounter. Sanford had to take responsibility.

“I can make it up to her."

As Sanford thought of the telltale red, a flicker of regret passed through his eyes.

Had he known she was a virgin, he would have exercised restraint.

“Do you intend to compensate her with money?" Rosalynn inquired.

Besides offering Maggie money, how else could he make amends? Did Rosalynn expect him to marry her?

Sanford looked at her, remaining silent.

In truth, Rosalynn understood the situation.