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?"

man, faint on the way?" he said, his voice growing weaker as if he might collapse at

couldn't help but laugh. "That serious, huh? Maybe I should

rest will do," Connor said, cuddling

doesn't have a spare bedroom, there's no place for

eyes, 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 pretty small; it won't fit

tucked his legs onto the couch. "It's

sighed, "You won't be comfortable like

could just sleep in the

she glared at

knew she couldn't persuade him

and came back with a thick blanket,

get some rest," she

eyes as

middle of the night, Camila woke up

living room where Connor was curled up on

gently touched his for Couch he had

have a fever," she

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

I'm going