A One Night Stand With My Boss

"He's my right-hand man; no need to worry," Connor said with a grin.

Camila's cheeks warmed up instantly. From now on, whenever she wasn't around and Connor had the blinds drawn in his glass-walled office, wouldn't that just scream they were up to some "naughty business"?

The thought made her feel a bit exposed.

"Let me go," she playfully protested.

"Hold still, just need a hug," Connor replied, pulling her closer. "Gotta recharge."

Camila sighed, unable to break free. How did this guy get so clingy after they started dating?

She just let it be, allowing him to hold her.

"Why did you remove that rule?" she asked softly.

Connor stroked her back, his gaze softening as he looked into her eyes. "Can't let the mayor light fires and forbid the townsfolk from lighting candles, can I?"

Camila paused, touched by his intent to protect her. If their relationship ever got out, Connor as the boss wouldn't face much scrutiny, but she might become the talk of the office.

Her heart felt warm.

"What took you up to the rooftop?" she asked curiously.

but you hate the smell, and I didn't want to leave any trace

emotion passed through Camila as she cupped his face, playfully scolding, "I really do hate the smell of smoke. So, Mr. Connor, could you smoke less, or even

intensely

quit,"

some methods like nicotine cookies or having sweets when

looked troubled and added softly, "But, those

said, a mischievous smile playing

looked at him

eyed Camila's rosy

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feel like smoking,

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you ever be serious!" Connor released her, then stood straight, his

steady. Lost in the kiss and slightly dazed, Camila's hands instinctively

a moment, Connor broke

lifted her onto

yehands gripping her

as

up at him, her eyes glistening, lashes