As she reclined on her back and contemplated returning to her previous position, a large hand suddenly pressed against her waist.

“If you're truly unable to sleep, Mrs. Dreskin, I wouldn't mind engaging in some exercises before slumber," Bennett suggested.

Claudia's heart quivered upon hearing this, and she implored, “Bennett, please don't do this to me."

He had promised not to make any advances tonight!

In the darkness, the man let out a resigned sigh.