A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 49

Mr. Connor, wake up.” Camila’s voice was soft as she tried to rouse him.

Connor’s eyes snapped open, his gaze fixating on the neatly dressed Camila as confusion washed over him.

His mind crashed. Was it a dream? But it felt so real,

The stubbom physical reaction he still felt added a shade of embarrassment. He bent his knees slightly and slowly turned his back to Camila. Pulling the blanket over his head, he let out a hoarse, parched voice. “Please, step out for a moment.”

“Sure.”

Camila sensed something off about Connor today, though she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. She just felt he was acting strangely.

After she gently closed the door, Connor yanked the blanket off and took deep breaths. He chided himself for having such a dream, and felt a lingering sense of unfulfillment.

This had never happened before. Was it because of he slept with her before? Both in his dream and in reality, it was the same person.

After a moment, he texted Camila before getting up. Locking his room, he entered the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the cold water cascade down as he leaned against the tile wall.

his thick brows, tracing the line of

8:40 AM, and Connor hadn’t emerged

was locked? What was

knocked softly, and minutes passed with no

locked the door,”

“Locked?”

found it strange. Connor usually was dressed and ready by now, even if he was running late. He frowned and said, “Could he be

voice was really raspy this morning. Does he have a cold?”

find the key.” David was getting anxious. It was

late.

Connor was fastening

Connor, are you feeling unwell? Should I

and headed out,

of his discomfort,

the dining table, where the food lay untouched, his brow furrowing in displeasure.