A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila burst out laughing.

"Serves you right-"

"I almost missed my future in-laws' wedding reception. How are you going to make it up to me?" Connor whispered, gently nibbling on Camila's earlobe.

Camila squirmed, trying to escape his ticklish hold, but he held her firmly in place.

Feeling breathless and flustered, she remembered Connor had been up all night. Now wasn't the time to jump on him.

She pursed her lips and turned her head away, her cheeks flushing.

Connor chuckled softly, nuzzling her neck.

"I got you a gift."

"Really?" Connor's eyes lit up, stopping his teasing to look at her expectantly.

Camila suddenly felt brilliant for buying those cufflinks at lunch!

She grabbed her purse, pulled out a small, elegant box, and handed it to Connor.

"Here, for you."

Connor took the box, carefully opening it. As he saw the cufflinks inside, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

He quickly unfastened the cufflinks on his shirt and casually tossed them onto the coffee table.

"Help me put these on." Connor placed the cufflinks in her palm.

Camila fastened the new cufflinks onto his shirt.

Connor admired his new accessories and asked softly, "Cami, do you know what giving cufflinks means?"

Camila shook her head; she had only picked them because they looked nice.

"In some cultures, cufflinks are a token of commitment, meant for someone you want to spend your life with."

Camila stuttered shyly, "I... I didn't know that~"

Connor laughed softly and kissed her forehead.

***

Early in the morning, in the cold winter, the sky was still shrouded in a gray mist.

Lazily, Camila climbed out of the warm bed, slightly sleepy as she walked out of the bedroom.

She noticed the light was on in the home gym and quietly opened the door to find Connor working out vigorously inside.

Dressed in a tight black sports shirt, his lean muscles stood out, sculpted to perfection.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, adding to his masculine allure.

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fascination.

The strong visual impact made her swallow involuntarily.

Such a handsome man, and he's mine-

Noticing her gaze from the doorway, Connor turned his head, caught Camila watching him, and smiled slightly. He stopped what he was doing, grabbed a towel nearby, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He walked over to Camila, looked down at her, and teased, "What? Am I that mesmerizing?"

Caught off guard, Camila glanced at him, took the towel from his hand, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Vain-"

Connor smiled, lowering his head to let her wipe his forehead.

"Why are you working out so early?" Camila asked.

"Can't help it, I have too much energy to burn-" Connor murmured in her ear.

His warm breath around her ear made her cheeks turn red, and she gently pushed him, "Can you be serious for once?"

"Is it your mind that's wandering?" Connor lightly flicked her forehead.

Rubbing her forehead, Camila glared at him indignantly. Clearly, he was the one being frivolous.

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threw the towel at him and turned back to the bedroom.

Catching the towel, Connor watched her jog back, his lips curving into a smile.