A One Night Stand With My Boss ( Maia Sanchez )
Chapter 135

Chapter 135 

Ring, ring, ring- 

Camila fumbled for her phone to turn off the alarm, stretched lazily with her eyes closed, and then suddenly snapped them open. 

She wasn’t at home but in Connor’s rest lounge! 

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trying to quickly make it look presentable again, and tiptoed to pull open the guest room door. 

The light in Connor’s office was slightly brighter, casting a gentle glow across the couch. Connor was sleeping quietly, one hand resting gently on his forehead, the other hanging limply off the edge of the couch. 

Camila slipped off her heels and walked barefoot across the room, squatting beside the couch, her hands cupping her face as she quietly gazed at him. 

The morning sun streamed through the floor–to–ceiling windows, highlighting his strong nose and casting a handsome silhouette. His body carried a faint scent of cigars, his chest rising and falling gently. 

Camila mused, “No wonder I can’t control my heart with you looking so handsome.” 

Suddenly, his eyes slowly opened, meeting her sparkling gaze. 

In that moment of eye contact, the initial grogginess of waking vanished. Time seemed to freeze, and the sound of their breathing magnified in the still air. 

Camila hadn’t expected him to wake up so suddenly and blinked nervously. “Good morning, Mr. Connor,” she murmured, her voice soft. 

Connor stared at her lips moving, unable to hear what she was saying. Right then, he felt an urge to kiss those rosy lips. 

“Mr. Connor?” Camila’s lips parted slightly as she called his name again. 

Connor cleared his throat and swallowed before slowly sitting up on the couch. 

Camila stood as well, but having crouched too long, her feet had gone numb. Suddenly, her legs gave way, and her body uncontrollably leaned forward. 

Instinctively, Connor reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her steadily into his embrace. 

“Ah!” Camila exclaimed, instinctively looking up to meet his deep gaze. 

They were so close she could feel his breath on her face, tickling her. This proximity was dangerously intimate! 

Camila’s heart raced, her cheeks flushing red in an instant. 

Connor felt a strong impulse surge through him again. He wanted to kiss her. 

Camila froze, not daring to move, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest. She felt the stiffness in her body, and Connor slowly loosened his grip. 

As he let go, Camila immediately stepped back to stand straight. 

“Numb feet?” His deep voice echoed in the air. 

“Yes, Camila replied softly, tilting her head away, unable to meet his eyes. 

A phone call broke the silence. Connor answered it, glancing down to see a pair of delicate bare feet on the shiny tile floor. He frowned slightly before responding affirmatively to the caller. 

He hung up. 

Camila cleared her throat and said, “Mr. Connor, it’s still early. Why don’t you go back to the rest lounge and rest a bit longer?” 

“Why aren’t you wearing shoes?” Connor asked. 

“Ah?” Camila looked down, suddenly realizing she was barefoot, her toes awkwardly scratched at the floor. “The heels were too loud. I didn’t want to wake you.” 

“There are slippers in the bathroom. Go put them on,” Connor frowned, “The driver has brought clothes and breakfast. I’ll go down to get them.” 

Camila raised her hand, insisting, “I’ll get them.” How could she let her boss go down himself? 

Connor smiled, “Do you see how you look? Like a little potato.” 

Camila was momentarily taken aback. Her ill–fitting pants were dragging on the floor, so he was teasing her about her height! T’m not a Intle potato! 

Connor laughed, “You’ve met my mom. She’s 57, my dad is 6, and I’m 61 Who’s the little potato now?” 

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