A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor noticed Camila hesitating and decided to change his strategy. He slightly furrowed his brow, putting on a pitiful look. "I've been standing here for half an hour, and my legs are getting sore." Camila snapped out of her thoughts, glanced at the flowers in his hand, and then at his slightly hurt face, feeling a twinge of sympathy.

Seizing the moment, Connor thrust the flowers into Camila's arms. "My hands are getting sore too."

Camila instinctively raised her hands to hold the flowers and nodded reluctantly, turning to place the flowers on a table inside the house.

Connor's gaze followed her figure. There was a triumphant smile curling up the corners of his mouth.

After arranging the flowers on the table, Camila turned back to face Connor at the doorway.

He was smiling warmly at her, his eyes brimming with affection.

"I know you like flowers. I'll buy them for you," he said softly.

Camila paused after arranging the flowers. Did he mean to keep sending them?

Camila didn't respond but finished arranging the flowers and closed the door.

"It's still early; let's go for breakfast," Connor suggested gently, heading towards the elevator.

going back to Cedarhill

I know a great breakfast spot nearby," Connor said tenderly, pressing

following him silently with

slowly closed. In the confined space, they

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him. It was hard to believe that he had been working late into the night and still appeared so energetic. "What

Camila replied,

smiled and nodded, then turned to order from

a sip of her milk and cut a piece of

food slightly eased

asked gently, "Is

nodded. She looked around and whispered, "Are we too early? There are no other

I arranged with the owner to open early and prepare your