As this realization hit her, Bennett, seated across her, casually touched the mark on his neck. “Does it look familiar to you?"

Hearing this, Claudia tightened her grip on the glass. “Looks like a cat's done a number on your neck."

She wasn't owning up to this! Never!

Bennett smirked. "Yes, a drunken cat."

At this, Claudia's cheeks turned a deep shade of red!