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.

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

of smoke. So, Mr. Connor, could you

silent for a moment, his eyes intensely locked on hers, his voice low and

me quit,"

nodded, earnestly replying, "I know some methods like nicotine cookies

and added softly, "But, those aren't

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spread across Camila's face instantly, and she glared at Connor, "Can you ever be serious!" Connor released her, then stood straight, his voice deep and serious, "Cami, I feel like smoking." Before Camila could

her slender waist, holding her steady.

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