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?"

way?" he said, his voice growing weaker as if

help but laugh. "That serious, huh? Maybe I should

will do," Connor said, cuddling closer to

spare bedroom, there's no

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

quickly tucked his legs onto the couch.

sighed, "You won't be comfortable

in the

shade of red, and she

his stubborn look, she knew she couldn't persuade

came back with a thick blanket, gently covering

some rest,"

his eyes as he softly grabbed the edge of

the night, Camila woke up with a

the living room where Connor was

for Couch he had a

fever," she

on Camila's face, he

put, I'm going to get the