When they were done, Jackie carried Sandra to the bathroom himself, gently washing her clean.
"Get some more rest. I'm heading to the office," he murmured, tucking her into bed before booping her nose.
Clutching the sheets, Sandra gazed up at him with flushed cheeks. "Mhm."
She slowly closed her eyes, expecting restlessness—yet sleep claimed her almost instantly. She didn't even notice when he slipped away.
By the time she woke again, the clock showed noon.
After washing up, Sandra padded downstairs for lunch.
"Mrs. Champion, you're awake!" Paula greeted warmly. "Let me prepare your meal right away."
"Thank you," Sandra nodded, settling at the dining table—though memories of the morning soon tinted her cheeks pink again.
Back in her bedroom after eating, her phone buzzed with Jacki
