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.

smile. "I

keen eyes, noticed a new necklace around her

necklace, her expression somewhat distant. "Connor gave it to me as

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,

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

furrowed. After she took a deep breath, her tone lightened. "What do you feel

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

with a small smile, gently pressing on

and went upstairs together. They happened to meet the

out the fondue ingredients on the

and placed a

comfortable, and I'll also get you

thumbs-up and continued

her eye. She shook her head, pushing

on the broth while I change," Erica said, taking the loungewear. Her eyes were

on, then we