A One Night Stand With My Boss

The next morning, Camila and Connor boarded their flight right on time, embarking on a nearly ten-hour long journey.

Camila glanced sideways at Connor and noticed that he seemed a bit down today. His gaze was troubled, his expression slightly tense, as if weighed down by heavy thoughts.

The flight attendant gently reminded the passengers to fasten their seat belts. Camila snapped out of her reverie and securely fastened hers.

The plane slowly moved away from the gate, accelerating towards the end of the runway. As the airplane finally ascended above the clouds, Camila looked out the window at the vast expanse of white clouds, which looked exceptionally beautiful under the sunlight.

She turned her head to look at Connor, who was resting with his eyes closed.

October 7th was his birthday. Should she confess her feelings then?

Camila felt a mix of anticipation and slight anxiety.

When they arrived in Fairmount, the driver was already waiting and first took Camila back to her place.

***

luggage inside, Camila took a refreshing shower and then

She opened her eyes to the ceiling, feeling a bit lost; just yesterday at this time, she was in Saudi

while,

breakfast, and went to work. They walked into the elevator side by side, not speaking, but their understanding

the repetitive daily chores, they had long been accustomed to

the driver and

holiday, Camila, do you have any plans?" the

looked out at the swiftly passing scenery, lost in thought, "I plan to go home and help out," she replied

of Connor. He was looking down at his iPad,

said to him, "Mr. Connor, I won't be going to your place during the holiday." Connor looked up at her briefly, his

the host introducing, "Next, we will play a touching song

host's voice flowed smoothly, filled

the rearview mirror and saw

was pretty nice,