A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Critical condition..." Camila turned her head like a puppet, muttering under her breath.

Connor's heart clenched. He gripped her hand tightly. "It's going to be okay. Dr. Tom will be here soon."

"We need to get out and walk to a clearer area to catch a cab!" Connor said with determination.

"Okay."

Connor couldn't tell if Camila was nodding or just shivering.

Logan was anxiously checking the GPS, constantly zooming in on the map.

"It's jammed for about a mile or two," he said, frowning helplessly.

Connor couldn't wait any longer. He swiftly opened the car door, circled the car, and came to Camila's side. Gently, he helped her out of the car, letting her lean on him.

Camila's legs were weak, and only with Connor's support could she barely stand.

Logan followed them out of the car, looking around worriedly. There were no shortcuts nearby.

Vroom, vroom, vroom-

a vehicle

the traffic, bypassing

of hope flashed in Connor's eyes. He quickly stepped into the middle

pulled up in

bike!" Connor pleaded urgently. "We need to get

looked at Connor in astonishment, hardly believing his ears. Ever since that accident, Connor had developed a deep fear

motorcyclist sized up

dressed sharply in his suit, and scoffed. "Dude, are you kidding? Do you know how much my bike

double the price for it!"

motorcyclist's eyes widened. He was tempted by the offer. "Double?"

more time. I'll pay right

of silence,

transfer the money first!" he said, clutching the keys tightly

me your account details!" Connor said without

motorcyclist quickly relayed his account information, and in less than a minute, a bank message confirmed

said, beaming as he tossed the keys to Connor

glanced at Logan, and