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,"

with a smile, "No thank you. I'm here to take Camila home, and it's getting

immediately stepped forward to take it, pulling it easily

I'll come visit another day," Connor said

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

gently patted Camila's back, "You

saying goodbye, Connor

hand, the other

firmly as they walked

downstairs, Connor opened the car door and carefully placed the luggage

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

Connor

side

to

car