A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila felt a little breathless from Connor's tight hug, but she laughed as she protested.

"Connor, you're squeezing the life out of me!" she playfully scolded.

Connor immediately loosened his grip, concern etched on his face. "Did I hurt you?"

"Not at all, but I haven't finished making the fruit salad. You need some vitamins," Camila said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Connor watched her move, his eyes filled with a contented smile.

Before long, Camila returned from the kitchen, carrying a plate of mixed fruits.

"Have some fruit," she said softly, bringing a piece to Connor's mouth.

Connor opened his mouth and ate the fruit she fed him.

Sitting down on the couch, Camila ate some fruit too and then noted, "It's getting late, you should head home."

Connor, resting his head on her lap, coughed twice and feigned weakness. "But it's pouring rain outside. I can't possibly make it home now."

Camila laughed, "Your place is just a short walk away. How can you not make it?"

if I, a poor sick man, faint on the way?" he said, his voice growing weaker as if

"That serious, huh? Maybe I should drive

good night's rest will do,"

there's no place for you to sleep," Camila

the couch." Camila frowned slightly, looking at Connor's

his legs onto the

"You won't be comfortable

maybe, I could just sleep in the bed with you?"

red, and she

his stubborn look, she knew she couldn't persuade

with a thick blanket, gently

to get some rest," she

in his eyes as he softly grabbed the

of the night, Camila woke

to the living room where

touched his for Couch he had

have a fever," she

anxious look on Camila's face, he tried to smile.

going to get