After he took the clothes from her arms and placed them on a shelf, the sound of the door being locked by him reverberated in the spacious bathroom.

The click seemed like a romantic and secret signal.

Claudia rested her hands on the wash basin. The marble was cold, but it did little to cool her down at all.

Bennett raised his hand, turning on the shower. Warm water cascaded from the showerhead, enveloping the bathroom in steam.

The mirror reflected Bennett's every move as he began unbuttoning his shirt. Claudia couldn't help but swallow nervously when she saw it.