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?"

said, his voice growing

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

will do," Connor said, cuddling closer to

bedroom, there's no place for you

his own twinkling mischievously, showing no signs of leaving. "I can sleep on the couch." Camila frowned slightly, looking at Connor's tall frame. "My couch is

his legs

sighed, "You won't be comfortable like

maybe, I could just sleep in the

face turned a shade of red, and she glared at him.

look, she knew

back with a thick blanket,

some rest," she

of triumph in his eyes as he softly grabbed the edge

the night, Camila woke up

where Connor was

for Couch he had

fever," she called his

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

going to