A One Night Stand With My Boss (by Ela Osaretin)

Camila paused for a moment. Then, in a soft yet unwavering voice, she said, "If you stay true to me, I'll gladly join you on this journey."

Her voice, like a gentle night breeze, was both tender and firm. Connor chuckled, his tone filled with warmth and determination. "I promise, I'll never let you down."

They continued chatting, their hearts connecting through the phone line, binding them closer together. Eventually, Camila's voice grew faint, and Connor realized she had fallen asleep. He held onto the phone, listening to her soft breathing, feeling a deep sense of peace and contentment.

The next morning, Camila woke up, stretched lazily, and reached for her phone, only to find it had died. She frowned slightly, trying to recall her conversation with Connor but couldn't remember when she had dozed off.

After plugging her phone in to charge, she walked out of her bedroom to find Cole already there, having breakfast with her mom.

"Cami, you're up? Come and join us for breakfast," Cole said with a smile.

"Morning, Cole," Camila replied, returning the smile. "Let me freshen up first."

After breakfast, Cole suggested, with a hint of mystery, that they all head over to his place. Camila's curiosity was piqued as she followed him and her mother.

Cole's house was just a few buildings away, a property he had bought years ago. Camila had been there a few times before. But stepping inside this time, it was like stepping into a completely different home. The once simple decor was now vibrant with lush green plants in every corner, adding a touch of nature and freshness. The furniture had been replaced with new, stylish pieces, making the place feel entirely rejuvenated.

"Cole, when did you redecorate?" Camila asked, eyes wide as she took in all the changes.

Cole scratched his head, grinning. "I didn't do much, really. Just repainted the walls and got some new furniture. I thought it would make things more comfortable, especially for Claire-she loves cozy furnishings."

Claire smiled, her eyes sparkling

with happiness. She knew that Cofe

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had done all this for her, creatie Cos

comfortable living environment.

"Cole, you're so thoughtful," Camila remarked, "This place looks amazing."

"Cami, come check out your room," Cole said, leading her to a bedroom with a smile. "This is your space."

"My room?" Camila's eyes widened in surprise.

She looked around and saw a comfy queen-sized bed with several cute dolls on the headboard.

"Where are Craig and Ben staying?" she asked, remembering the place was a three-bedroom.

Cole smiled and pointed to the room next door. "They're sharing a room. I talked it over with them, and they agreed to give you this one. Ben

works in France, and Craig has a dorm at his job, so it's no problem for them to share."

Hearing this, Camila felt a wave of emotion. She realized that Cole had gone out of his way to make her feel at home. Craig and Ben's

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thoughtfulness only added to the warmth she felt.

"Cole, thank you so much..." Camila said, her voice choking up.

"Cami, this is your home," Cole said gently, as if making a lifelong promise.

Camila nodded, knowing that this home and her family would always be her safe haven.

Just then, her phone buzzed. It was Connor; he was waiting at the village entrance. They had plans to visit Fernwood Valley today.