A One Night Stand With My Boss

Time had slipped by unnoticed for several hours.

Camila woke up, sensing someone in the living room. As she entered, she saw Connor deeply immersed in his work. He sat on the couch. The light from his laptop screen reflected in his deep eyes, casting an aura of focused charm.

"When did you get back?" Camila asked softly.

"Not long ago." Connor looked up. His eyes met Camila's, and a smile graced his lips. "I picked up some food on my way back, it's in the fridge now."

"Thanks," Camila responded gently.

"Yeah. I didn't want to wake you, so I just let myself in with the code," Connor explained. "Just finished some work."

"Why don't you work from home office instead of the couch? It's much more comfortable." Camila furrowed her brows slightly, and her tone was laced with concern.

amusement in his eyes. He walked over to Camila, leaning in

was charged with an unspoken romantic

slightly nervous, so she changed the subject.

out on her diversion.

with a variety of desserts. Her eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, mille-feuille,

affection. "I know you love sweets, so I went and packed some to bring back, hoping you'd like them." "You must be hungry. You haven't eaten anything this morning, right?" He pointed to a takeout bag next to the fridge. "There's seafood pasta and risotto. Let's eat

was ready, they sat opposite each other. Camila

did you manage to

lose a lot of points last night?"

couldn't remember exactly what he had done the previous night, but he knew being covered in vomit