A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila and Erica spread out all the prepped ingredients on the table, showcasing an array of fresh meats, veggies, and sauces. They couldn't help but stare at the feast laid out before them, and almost on

cue, their stomachs growled, signaling their hunger.

"Everything's ready, let's get the guys in here!" Erica said, her excitement bubbling over.

"I got it." Camila put down the utensils and walked over to the patio door, giving it a gentle knock.

Connor and Logan turned their heads simultaneously.

"Time to fire up the grill," Camila called out from inside.

Connor gave a soft nod and opened the patio door.

"Thanks for setting all this up, Cami," Connor said, naturally slipping his arm around Camila's waist, his eyes filled with warmth and affection.

He looked down at her and whispered, "I'll handle the grilling."

"You sure you know how?" Camila quirked an eyebrow.

"How hard can it be?" Connor replied with a confident smile.

Logan, standing behind them, couldn't help but grin at their sweet exchange.

Once everyone settled into their seats, Logan teased, "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Connor has volunteered to man the grill!"

"That's awesome," Erica's eyes lit up. "Cami and I are hopeless when it comes to grilling. We were just fretting about it."

"Just watch!" Connor declared, rolling up his sleeves with an air of bravado.

He picked up the tongs and did a little wrist rotation, as if warming up for the big event.

Camila and the others watched him with bated breath.

Erica cranked the grill up to high heat.

Connor placed a steak on the grill, and it immediately began to sizzle and sear.

Camila frowned slightly. Even

though she wasn't a grilling expert, something seemed off. "Don't we need to oil the grill first?" she asked softly.

Connor froze for a second; it was his first time grilling, and he was more accustomed to having meals served to him.

He chuckled awkwardly, "Nah, it's fine."

Trying to mimic what he'd seen others do, he confidently flipped the steak.

But the steak stuck to the grill, and a burnt smell started to rise.

He fumbled with the tongs, trying to save the steak, but the more he panicked, the worse it got.

"Haha, know could

connor, you sure you

you're doing?" Erica,

t hold back her laughteel.net

watching his bumbling his bumbling attempts.

Connor scratched his head, a bit red-faced, and placed the steak onto a clean plate. "Let me give it another shot."

Logan shook his head with a smirk, leaning in to whisper to Erica, "My bro has never set foot in a kitchen."

Erica's eyes widened with a mix of

surprise and mild irritation,

"Seriously, you should've stopped

me from suggesting a barbecue!" Her voice was quiet but filled with playful annoyance.

Logan laughed at Erica's puffed-up cheeks, "Hey, you wanted a barbecue, didn't you?"

Erica's face turned a deeper shade of red as she glared at Logan.

"Don't worry, I got this!" Logan said, oozing confidence.

Meanwhile, Camila stayed focused on Connor, ignoring Erica and Logan.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"You should really add some oil," Camila advised, and Connor nodded.

This time, he carefully brushed oil onto the grill before placing another steak on.

But just as he was getting the hang of it, oil splattered everywhere, creating a sizzling mess.