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?"

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

serious, huh? Maybe I should drive you to

will do," Connor

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

of leaving. "I can sleep on the couch." Camila frowned slightly, looking at Connor's tall frame. "My couch is

tucked his legs

"You won't be comfortable

sleep in the bed with you?" Connor suggested

she

knew she couldn't persuade him

into the bedroom and came back with a thick blanket, gently covering

get some rest," she

watched her, a hint of triumph in his eyes as he

the night, Camila

where

gently touched his for

you have a fever,"

look on Camila's

going to