A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Fernwood Valley?" Camila turned to Connor, a nostalgic smile tugging at her lips. "I went there last year with Erica. We lost $500 at the arcade."

Connor brushed a hand through her hair, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Let's get a pass, and I'll take you there this weekend."

Camila hesitated for a moment. "I want to go home this weekend to spend some time with Mom."

She then nodded, "How about I go home after work on Friday to see Mom, and we head out on Saturday?"

Connor looked at her tenderly, "Alright, I'll drop you off at home on Friday and pick you up on Saturday afternoon."

Camila flashed him a sweet smile and nodded in agreement.

As the pot began to boil, Camila started to add slices of ribeye steak into it. She carefully adjusted the heat, letting the steak slowly cook in the bubbling water. Soon, the bright red meat turned a tender pink, filling the air with an enticing aroma. Camila used a spoon to gently skim off the froth on the surface, ensuring the broth remained clear and inviting.

She sprinkled in the seasoning packet that came with the noodles, stirring it well with chopsticks to ensure every strand was evenly coated with the rich flavors, instantly making the kitchen smell heavenly. Connor moved closer, resting his head on Camila's shoulder, taking a deep breath of the aroma. "It smells so good-looks delicious too."

Camila laughed shyly, "It's all thanks to the seasoning."

After turning off the stove, she told Connor, "You handle the noodles; I'll grab the bowls."

Connor nodded, lifting the steaming pot of noodles and walking out of the kitchen. Camila's eyes followed him, her heart swelling with sweetness and happiness, a content smile spreading across her face. Connor placed the noodles on the table, and Camila followed with the bowls. The table was already neatly set, and Erica's eyes were locked on the pot of noodles Connor was carrying.

"It smells so good, I'm starving," Erica said dramatically, rubbing her stomach and looking eagerly at the food.

"My cooking skills are limited, so let's just make do," Camila chuckled.

Logan laughed mischievously, pulling out a chair and cheekily said to Connor, "Well, I won't be shy then."

He raised an eyebrow and added, "But honestly, these noodles do look more reliable than our barbecue last time."

Connor grinned proudly, "Of course, my girlfriend made it, so you're in for a treat.'

Logan teased, "Oh, having a girlfriend sure makes a difference, huh?" He paused, then chuckled. proudly, Luckily, I have one too, so no need to be jealous." With that, Logan pecked Erica on the cheek, grinning smugly.

Erica, who was dishing out the noodles, jumped at his sudden action, glared at him, and put down her bowl, wiping her cheek with a napkin. "That's no way to show appreciation," Logan complained.

Connor and Camila watched them

bicker, unable to suppress their laughter. I'm ignoring you," Erica huffed, but naturally placed the bowl of noodles in front of Logan. Seeing this, Logan's grin widened even more. .

The four friends sat together, enjoying a simple yet delicious dinner. In the cold of winter, a bowl of simple noodles, laughter, and conversation mingled in the warmth of their friendship and happiness.

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At the Charity Auction, the venue buzzed with excitement. The brilliantly lit hall was filled with

celebrities and wealthy socialites et

Emily mingled with a group of affluent women in the auction's lounge, exchanging fashion tips and recent anecdotes. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.