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.

of tea," Cole

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

stepped forward to take it, pulling it easily to the

come visit another day,"

with a smile, "You better get 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 if

gently patted Camila's back, "You take

saying goodbye, Connor

hand, the other

they walked down the stairs.

the car door and carefully placed the luggage in

the passenger door for Camila, watching her head to ensure she didn't

Connor

side

around to

car