"Do you believe it, Mrs. Dreskin?"

Caught off guard by his question, Claudia paused, and then finally responded, “I prefer to hear it from you."

If he denied it, she'd trust that. But if he confirmed it, then that was that.

Bennett rarely displayed unease. His piercing gaze fixed on the closed door, and his lips formed a slow, seductive smile.

“There's only you, Mrs. Dreskin," he murmured in a deep, husky voice that sent shivers down Claudia's spine. Listening to his suggestive words made her cheeks flush with desire.