A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila replied, "He hasn't left the office yet."

A flicker of surprise crossed the driver's eyes. Ten minutes ago, Connor messaged him that he was off work.

"See you." Camila nodded as she walked toward the curb.

"Hey, Camila, aren't you getting in?" the driver asked.

Camila shook her head. "I have plans with a friend."

The driver gave a meaningful grunt, looked up at the building, and sighed. It seemed Mr. Connor wasn't coming out anytime soon.

These past few months of leaving work early almost made him forget that before Camila arrived, the boss wouldn't leave until after ten at night. He returned to the driver's seat and pulled the car over to the side.

***

Camila had been waiting at the curb for a while before Erica finally arrived. She bent down to sit in the passenger seat.

"Traffic on Fridays is just awful. Did you have to wait long?" Erica asked.

gave her a smile.

eyes, noticed a new necklace

it to me as

clicked her tongue. "Not to sound materialistic, but they say a man's heart is where his money is. Haylie's was two million, and yours is, probably at most, twenty thousand." Angrily, she added, "Ugh, what a

blowing in the wind. Her eyes were dim and

deep breath, her tone lightened. "What do you feel like eating

the window. Forcing a smile, she looked at Erica. "Let's go

home dining," Erica said with a small smile, gently pressing on the

apartment building and went upstairs together. They happened to meet the delivery guy in the elevator

fondue ingredients on the table, unpacking them

to the kitchen, turned on the stove, and placed a pot on it, filling

I'll also get you something so you don't smell like food," she

a thumbs-up and continued

wardrobe, and a set of men's pajamas she once wore in Connor's rest room unexpectedly caught her eye. She shook her head, pushing the thought away. She moved the men's pajamas out of sight, took out two sets of loungewear,

on the broth while I change," Erica said, taking

"Go on, then