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.

”

cop gave

“Sorry about that, officer.

”

ticket, and started

was still

tighter, wishing

was in

place just

“Yep,” Maggie replied quietly.

her directions, Sanford drove

pad was

awesome loft, with super high ceilings and

open and handed Sanford a pair of

pondering if he should start

“Have a seat.