A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Just keep it," Connor said, slipping the card into her pocket.

"You're something else..." Camila could feel the card's weight like a ton of bricks. She quickly tried to hand it back, her voice firm, "I really don't need it. My salary covers everything." Connor watched her with a slight frown.

He gently took her hand, looking into her eyes with a soft gaze. "Cami, this isn't about giving or charity. I just want to show you my commitment, my intention to be with you forever."

"I get it, really," Camila said with a small smile. "I have enough for myself. If I ever need extra, I promise I'll ask, okay?"

Connor gazed deeply at her, understanding her pride and independence. He knew pushing the card on her would only make things awkward.

So, he relented and nodded gently.

playfully. "I was thinking about grabbing some essentials at the supermarket after work. Think my boyfriend

hand. "Of course, get whatever you want. I'd buy the

at his

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work, they strolled hand in hand to the

push. You just focus on picking out what

ages, but doing it with someone he loved felt fresh and wonderful. He watched Camila's expressions, noting the items

of the shelves, picking out snacks with the focus of a kid. Chips, chocolate, juice-she tossed them all into the cart. During this time, she hadn't glanced at Connor even once, and the cart was filled with nothing but

Connor nodded quietly.

sitting in the cart while I push

twinkling. "Have you been watching old rom-coms? That's such