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,”

I think it’s delicious,” Connor replied

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

and handed it to him. “Sir,

Connor said,

left, Camila began tidying up the table. Her face lit up with

safely. “Those long legs do make a difference. He got home much faster than

She recalled how she

when she would calm down enough

with work and almost didn’t notice it was nearly time to leave. She rubbed

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

got your number from Connor. I’m actually downstairs at your office right now!” Rita’s voice was filled with anticipation and excitement. “Come down when you’re off work, let’s

hesitated, “But Mr. Connor hasn’t left work yet. I might need to wait a bit.”

worries, I’ve already talked to him.

really refuse anymore. “Okay,