A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Are you ready yet?" Camila called from outside the bathroom door.

"Just a minute!" Connor turned down the faucet to a trickle to keep the noise down.

He stepped out of the bathroom, trying to appear casual, and smiled at Camila as he wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her out. "Let's go."

Camila had booked tickets for an 8 p.m. movie, and after a quick dinner at the mall's food court, they headed to the multiplex on the fifth floor.

Passos Estate had its own private cinema, so Connor rarely visited public theaters. To him, the cinema lobby was always a chaotic mess, a stark contrast to the quiet exclusivity he was used to.

Camila, well-versed in the routine, expertly navigated the ticket kiosk and quickly retrieved their tickets. Connor stood by her side, his eyes never leaving her, always on guard in case someone bumped into her, positioning himself like a protective barrier.

They sat in the lounge waiting for the movie to start when Camila's eyes wandered to the concession stand, where the smell of popcorn filled the air. She sniffed and unconsciously swallowed.

her love for

lighting up with a radiant

waiting patiently. Normally, he hated queues, but today, he felt an unusual satisfaction, knowing he was about to

carefully held the popcorn bucket, afraid to spill even a single kernel. Back at Camila's side, he handed

and sweet taste burst forth, lighting up her eyes. "So delicious!" she exclaimed

to Connor, who just smiled and shook his head. Camila raised an eyebrow,

about to

Smack!

leaving

would have been the greatest loss of my

kiss and declaration, gaped at him, her heartbeat racing. She glared at him, "What are you doing? There are so