Was he being serious? Baffled by his query, Claudia subconsciously cast her gaze toward his hand, where the towel lay.

However, before she could discern the towel's hue, his large hand encircled her chin, preventing her from doing so. "Don't look now," he cautioned.

Claudia hadn't anticipated that reclaiming her phone would involve such complexities. She pondered for a moment and realized she had genuinely overlooked the color of the towel in his hand.

Yet, Bennett typically gravitated toward items of either pristine white or sleek black. If she ventured a guess, there remained a fifty-fifty chance of being right...

Just as she prepared to respond, the man interjected, "Should you guess incorrectly, Mrs. Dreskin, you won't be leaving this room tonight."