A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor ducked quickly, but a few drops of hot oil still splashed onto his arm, making him wince in pain.

"Watch out!" Camila exclaimed, grabbing a damp towel and handing it to Connor, her eyes full of concern. "Where did the oil hit you?"

"Stand back a bit, keep clear of the oil," Connor advised, holding the towel between them.

Logan couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. "Stop trying to be a hero; let me take over."

Connor gave a sheepish smile and set down the barbecue tongs.

Logan took the tongs from Connor and confidently placed the pork belly on the grill.

Camila used kitchen scissors to cut a piece from the pork Connor had been grilling, blew on it to cool it down, and took a bite.

Her face lit up with satisfaction, and she smiled, saying, "It's a bit charred, but it tastes pretty good!"

Seeing Camila's content expression, a wave of guilt and frustration washed over Connor.

He gently stroked Camila's hair and said softly, "It's burnt; you don't have to eat it."

Camila smiled warmly, "Anything you cook makes me happy."

Connor looked at her, his eyes full of emotion, and he smiled, gently holding her hand, "You're such a sweetheart."

As they were enjoying their moment, a sudden argument broke the peace.

Connor and Camila turned to see Logan and Erica standing in front of the grill, their faces red with frustration.

"You said you knew how to do this! What is this mess?" Erica grumbled, clearly disappointed.

Logan had turned the pork belly into a charred disaster.

But Logan was quick to defend himself, "How is this my fault? It's got to be the grill's fault!"

"The grill's fault? Seriously? You're blaming the grill now?" Erica couldn't help but laugh at his excuse.

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"Let's stop grilling; we're just wasting good food. I'll make some instant noodles for everyone."

Connor turned to look at Camila and smiled softly, "Sounds good. I'll help you."

Camila nodded, "Grab the tray with the beef and pork belly slices."

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Once in the kitchen, Camila started boiling water, which soon began to bubble vigorously.

Connor passed her the noodle cakes and casually asked, "Cami, have you ever been to Fernwood Valley?"