A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 135

Ring, ring, ring-

Camila fumbled for her phone to turn off the alarm, stretched lazily with her eyes closed, and then suddenly snapped them open.

She wasn’t at home but in Connor’s rest lounge!

She scrambled out of be

trying to quickly make it look presentable again, and tiptoed to pull open the guest room door.

The light in Connor’s office was slightly brighter, casting a gentle glow across the couch. Connor was sleeping quietly, one hand resting gently on his forehead, the other hanging limply off the edge of the couch.

Camila slipped off her heels and walked barefoot across the room, squatting beside the couch, her hands cupping her face as she quietly gazed at him.

The morning sun streamed through the floor–to–ceiling windows, highlighting his strong nose and casting a handsome silhouette. His body carried a faint scent of cigars, his chest rising and falling gently.

Camila mused, “No wonder I can’t control my heart with you looking so handsome.”

his eyes slowly opened, meeting her sparkling gaze.

contact, the initial grogginess of waking vanished. Time seemed to freeze, and the sound of their breathing magnified in the still

wake up so suddenly and blinked nervously. “Good morning, Mr.

at her lips moving, unable to hear what she was saying. Right

lips parted slightly as she called his

swallowed before slowly

well, but having crouched too long, her feet had gone numb. Suddenly, her legs gave way, and her

reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling

Camila exclaimed, instinctively looking up to meet

could feel his breath on her face, tickling her. This proximity was

raced, her cheeks flushing red in an instant.

surge through him again. He wanted

it would leap out of her chest. She felt the stiffness in her body, and Connor slowly loosened his

immediately stepped back

voice echoed in