My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1985

“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.

”

traffic cop gave Sanford a strict

“Sorry about that, officer.

”

ticket, and started

face was

his jacket tighter, wishing she could disappear

Sanford was

place just up

“Yep,” Maggie replied quietly.

directions, Sanford drove into the

was

loft, with super high ceilings and

and handed Sanford

pondering if he should start

“Have a seat.