Bennett sat down at the end of the bed and gestured to her.

“Come here."

Claudia was perplexed when Bennett abruptly asked her to join him after ending his phone call. Worried that something was amiss, she approached him without hesitation.

"Is everything okay? Did something happen at work?"

The moment she drew near, he enveloped her in his arms.

Claudia landed on his thigh. The warmth of his body instantly surrounded her with the familiar scent of sandalwood.

This position left her feeling somewhat ashamed. Her heart raced, yet she pressed on with her inquiry.

“What happened?"

Bennett gazed at her but didn't answer her question.

Raising his hand halfway, he hesitated, seeming reluctant to wipe it away with his finger. He blinked, and his hand settled on her waist.

Confused, Claudia blinked at him and questioned, "Bennett?"

Why was he acting so strangely after that phone call?

In an instant, his large hand found the small of her back, gently lifting her into his embrace. Before she could respond, his Lips were on hers.

The tingling sensation on her lips felt like a subtle electric current, and her mind went momentarily blank. She opened her eyes in surprise when Bennett ran his tongue across her top lip, lost in the moment she forgot to push him away.

When she regained her senses, Bennett had already ceased kissing and was gazing at her. His tone was husky, filled with passion.

“There was a milk stain on your lip."

He gently brushed her lips with his thumb.

"Now it's gone."

"You..."

Claudia didn't know what to say.

How could he be like this?

She had been genuinely concerned about his company just moments ago.

Claudia blushed, stammering, "I-I'm going to take a shower! The milk glass is on the table. You can clean it!"

And with that, she stood up and went to the wardrobe. Retrieving her pajamas, she walked purposefully to the bathroom.