Admiring the sight of Claude's chiseled chest and abs, Lillian mentally whistled in appreciation.
"I'm starting to think you might have some hearing issues, Lucky Star," Claude's voice broke through the silence. "Otherwise, how could you miss me calling out from so close?"
Lillian feigned innocence. "Oh, sorry. I was lost in some new designs I've been working on. Got a bit too absorbed."
"You better have been."
Without another word, Claude maneuvered himself onto the bed, snatching the tablet from Lillian's hands. "You just got out of the hospital—no late nights. Get some rest."
Lillian raised a brow. "Aren't you going to put on pajamas first?"
"Thanks to you, I'm sleeping nude tonight."
"What?!" she blurted, but before she could say more, Claude turned off the lights, plunging the
