A One Night Stand With My Boss

"No way, I'm perfectly fine here," Camila said firmly, glancing at Connor through the vanity mirror.

Connor looked at her, trying to convince her. "It's freezing here, and the space is cramped. You can't be comfortable. Come back to the apartment; it's warm and spacious."

Camila turned to face him. "Sure, it's small, but I've got everything I need, and I'm comfortable. Winter's short, just a few cold days."

Connor sighed, gently placing his hands on her shoulders. "Alright, I won't push you."

"I made some oatmeal," Camila said with a smile, gently holding his hand. "We'll have it, and then you can take some fever medicine."

Connor nodded and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

sat at the dining table. Camila handed him a bowl of oatmeal. "Careful, it's

delicious. "Did it turn out

of the bowl. "It's fantastic, just

glance. Connor paused, touched his nose, and with an apologetic smile said, "To make up for last time, how about we go shopping later? I'll buy you lots

head softly. "You're still sick. Take your medicine

held her hand. "Stay with

"You haven't fully recovered yet; you need rest," she coaxed softly, like talking to a child, 'll sit by your side until you fall asleep, then I can

Connor nodded softly. "Mhm."

elevated, Camila sat by the

excited all night, was indeed tired. With Camila's soothing presence, he quickly fell

breathing steady, Camila gently withdrew her hand from his and