A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila chuckled at Claire's words. "Mom, how can you say that about me?" Camila pouted, pretending to be upset. "At worst, the food might just not taste good."

"Alright, alright, I misspoke," Claire said with a laugh, waving her hand dismissively. "I know you're capable, darling, but you should focus on your job right now. You're working to support me, aren't you?" Camila nodded, her lips curling into a faint smile.

After dinner, Claire helped her pack her luggage.

Camila glanced at the clock. Connor had been gone for over two hours, and she was getting worried.

Soon, her phone rang. She saw it was Connor calling and quickly answered, "Hello?"

"I'm at your front door," Connor said.

"Mom, Connor's here to pick me up," Camila hung up and hurried to the door.

When she opened it, there stood Connor, smiling at her tenderly and affectionately.

Camila frowned, her eyes scanning him anxiously for any injuries. Only when she was satisfied he was unharmed did she relax slightly. "Did you get into a fight?" she couldn't help but ask.

"I gave him a punch," Connor said nonchalantly.

"Don't do that again," Camila whispered.

Connor nodded.

a cup of tea,"

shook his head with a smile, "No thank you. I'm here to take Camila home, and

forward to take it,

another

going. It's over an hour's drive. Take care on the road," she advised. Camila hugged Claire tightly, "Take good care of yourself. Call me

back, "You take care

goodbye, Connor gently

hand, the

as they walked down the

the car door and carefully placed the luggage in

gentleman, he opened the passenger door for Camila, watching her

Connor

side

to the

car