A One Night Stand With My Boss

Drew shivered under Connor’s intense gaze, feeling a chill down his spine, and could net say another word. He immediately scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal and swallowed it down, trying his best not to show his displeasure at the bland taste.

Camila couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions. "Stop eating. I really didn’t cook it well.”

“No, it's delicious.” Connor didn’t bother with any side dishes and polished off his bowl of oatmeal completely.

Camila was surprised to see this scene. Connor, usually so picky, had cleaned up the failed oatmeal so thoroughly, which touched her somewhat. ‘I'm done too!” Drew showed his empty bowl.

Camila smiled. Her mood was instantly lifted, and she asked, “Where are you staying these days? What are your plans?”

Drew was silent for a moment before responding. “I've been staying at a friend’s place. He got me a sales job that includes accommodation but not meals, pays six thousand a month.”

Camila looked at Drew seriously and advised, "Make sure you learn about the company’s background. Don’t trust people too easily and learn to protect yourself.”

Drew nodded firmly, “I understand, Camila. I'll start earning and pay you and aunt Claire back.” He silently vowed to himself to work hard and not let Camila down.

Connor spoke up. “Give me your phone.”

Drew paused but obediently handed his phone to Connor.

Connor quickly typed in his own number and handed it back to Drew. “This is my number. If you need help or if there’s anything you need, feel free to contact me,” Connor said earnestly.

Drew took his phone back, moved by Connor's gesture. “Thanks.”

A smile played on Connor’s lips. He watched Drew earnestly and said, “Remember, call me first if anything comes up. Whether it’s troubles at work or life's annoyances, you can always talk to me.”

Drew nodded vigorously.

Camila, observing their interaction, felt a sense of relief. Connor's inclusive attitude warmed and moved her.

As Camila began to clear the dishes, Drew quickly took them from her. “You get some rest, Camila. I'll wash up.

“Okay,” Camila nodded.

Drew took the dishes to the kitchen, while Camila headed to the sofa to rest. She hadn't slept well the night before and yawned Suddenly, she felt the sofa dip beside her. Looking up, she found Connor smiling at her, his gaze deep and affectionate. “What's up?” Camila asked, masking her nervousness.

“Just watching you,” Connor said softly. “I really like this feeling.

He moved closer to Camila, almost touching her.

Connor's lips passed before her eyes, triggering memories of last night.

The scene-from last night resurfaced in her mind. That kiss seemed ‘still to linger on her lips, making her heartbeat quicken and her ‘cheeks blush. Content.belongs to 7This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

The body always tells the truth more than words.

"You are annoying.” Camila pushed him slightly, only to be firmly I. grasped by his hand. She tried to wriggle free from Connor's grip, but his ‘strong hand held her tightly.

Camila felt as if enveloped by a blazing flame. rendering her immobile.

Connor's gaze remained tenderly fixed on Camila as he spoke, “Go back to sleep for a while. I'll drive Drew back.”

Camila raisecer hand that was being held, }soked at Connor with slightly furcowed brows and said, -> “How can go back to the bedrooin if youd don't let go?” Her voice carried a mixof frustration and ro helplessness. 4

Connor chuckled and released her hand.