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.

her a smile. "I

keen eyes, noticed a new necklace

it to me as a reward for my

sound materialistic, but they say a man's heart is where his money is. Haylie's was two million,

window, resting her head against the side, her long hair blowing in the wind. Her eyes were dim and lifeless

eyebrows furrowed. After she took a deep breath, her tone lightened. "What do you feel like eating tonight?

the window. Forcing a smile, she looked at Erica. "Let's go to my place. I ordered

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

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

fondue ingredients on the

to the kitchen, turned on the stove, and

more comfortable, and I'll also get you something so you don't smell like

thumbs-up and continued

her 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

change," Erica said, taking the loungewear.

smiled, "Go on, then we can