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 he might collapse

laugh. "That serious, huh? Maybe I should drive you to the emergency

night's rest will do," Connor

bedroom, there's no

mischievously, showing no signs of leaving. "I can sleep on the couch." Camila

his legs

"You won't be comfortable like

I could just sleep in the bed

a shade of red, and she glared

look, she knew

bedroom and came back with a thick blanket, gently covering Connor

to get some rest,"

her, a hint of triumph in his eyes as he softly grabbed the edge of her shirt.

Camila woke up with a start, feeling

living room where Connor was curled up

touched his for

have a fever," she called his name

his eyes, seeing the anxious look on Camila's face, he tried

put, I'm going to