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?"

faint on the way?" he said, his voice growing weaker as

Maybe I should drive you

night's rest will do," Connor said,

spare bedroom, there's no place

on the couch." Camila

quickly tucked his legs

sighed, "You won't

just sleep in the bed with you?" Connor

shade of red, and she

stubborn look, she knew she

with a

some

in his eyes as he softly

middle of the night, Camila

to the living room where Connor was

his for Couch he had a

have a fever," she called his

eyes, seeing the anxious look on Camila's

put, I'm going to get the

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