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," Cole called

"No thank you. I'm here to take Camila home,

pushed Camila's suitcase out, and Cole immediately stepped forward to take it, pulling it

visit another day,"

on the road," she advised. Camila hugged Claire tightly, "Take good

back, "You

goodbye, Connor

hand, the other

as they walked down the

and carefully

true gentleman, he opened the passenger door for Camila, watching her head to ensure

Connor

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