“Why are your cheeks so rosy? Are you feeling alright?"

As he spoke, he strode over, wrapping an arm around her waist and effortlessly drawing her close.

His other hand felt her forehead, noting, "You don't have a fever." Reading her expression, a smirk played on Bennett's lips as he asked

“Did you dream something interesting, Mrs. Dreskin?"

Claudia's heart fluttered with embarrassment, and she retorted with a hint of frustration, "Nothing!"