He had showered and changed into more comfortable clothes. At the moment, he was lounging on the sofa. His shirt's lax fit exposed his fine collarbone.

Claudia clenched her hands into fists at the sight of it. She wanted to reach out and run her fingers over his collarbones. She groaned inwardly.

Lately, her thoughts seemed to be becoming more and more corrupted.

Claudia shook her head to clear her mind of any impure thoughts. She then got herself some water and went to sit on the sofa, where she waited for Bennett to finish his call. She would ask him what he wanted for dinner afterward.

Shortly after she sat down, she overheard Bennett say, "No, we won't go. I know you won't welcome my wife there.