A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 172

After polishing off his slice of cake, Connor glanced at the time and stood up.

“It’s getting late. I should get some rest and head home.”

“Are you sure you’re sober enough?” Camila asked, concerned. “Let me drive you.”

Connor chuckled softly. “I’m much better now

A sly twinkle appeared in bis eye. “If you drive me, I’d worry about you walking home alone late at night. Wouldn’t that just bring us back to square one?”

Camila nodded in agreement. “Alright, just be safe, and text me when you get home.”

“Please pack the cake for me,” Connor suddenly said.

Camila looked at him, puzzled. “Why do you want to take it with you?”

“It’s my birthday cake, so of course, I want to take it home,” Connor explained,

even like sweets,”

said that? I think it’s

help but laugh. “Okay, I’ll pack it up for

into a box and handed it to him.

Connor said, his eyes

table. Her face lit up with a sweet

a message from Connor confirming he had gotten home safely. “Those long legs do make a difference. He got home much faster than I would have,” Camila thought to herself.

washing up. Camila’s mind was buzzing as she lay in bed, tossing and turning. She recalled how she had sneakily kissed Connor. Her heartbeat quickened, and she shyly buried

no idea when she would calm

busy with work and almost didn’t notice

it’sme, Rita, I’m back in the country!” Rita’s voice came excitedly through the phone. Camila paused, remembering their plans to go shopping before Rita left

Rita’s voice was filled with

Connor hasn’t left work yet. I might need

talked to

anymore. “Okay, see you in a bit.”