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.

we going back to

a great breakfast spot nearby," Connor said tenderly,

him silently with her

slowly closed. In the confined

a few minutes' walk, they reached a restaurant. Camila didn't expect that this

chose a table

the window, casting a vibrant glow on him. It was hard to believe that he had been working late into the night and still appeared so energetic. "What would you like to eat?"

Camila replied, trying to

smiled and nodded, then turned

Camila took a sip of her milk and cut a piece of the honey and cream-covered pancakes into her

food slightly eased

her and asked gently, "Is

and whispered, "Are we too early? There are no other

don't usually serve breakfast. I arranged with the owner to open early and prepare your favorite