Chapter 172
After polishing off his slice of cake, Connor glanced at the time and stood up.
“It’s getting late. I should get some rest and head home.”
“Are you sure you’re sober enough?” Camila asked, concerned. “Let me drive you.”
Connor chuckled softly. “I’m much better now
A sly twinkle appeared in bis eye. “If you drive me, I’d worry about you walking home alone late at night. Wouldn’t that just bring us back to square one?”
Camila nodded in agreement. “Alright, just be safe, and text me when you get home.”
“Please pack the cake for me,” Connor suddenly said.
Camila looked at him, puzzled. “Why do you want to take it with you?”
“It’s my birthday cake, so of course, I want to take it home,” Connor explained,
“But you don’t even like sweets,”
“Who said that? I think it’s delicious,” Connor replied earnestly.
Camila couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, I’ll pack it up for you.”
She placed the cake into a box and handed it to him. “Sir, good night.”
“Good night” Connor said, his eyes softening.
After Connor left, Camila began tidying up the table. Her face lit up with a sweet smile.
It wasn’t long before she received a message from Connor confirming he had gotten home safely. “Those long legs do make a difference. He got home much faster than I would have,” Camila thought to herself.
After washing up. Camila’s mind was buzzing as she lay in bed, tossing and turning. She recalled how she had sneakily kissed Connor. Her heartbeat quickened, and she shyly buried her face in her pillow.
As the night deepened, she had no idea when she would calm down enough to fall asleep.
The next day, Camila was busy with work and almost didn’t notice it was nearly time to leave. She rubbed her neck tiredly.
A call came from an unfamiliar number. “Camila, it’sme, Rita, I’m back in the country!” Rita’s voice came excitedly through the phone. Camila paused, remembering their plans to go shopping before Rita left for abroad.
“I got your number from Connor. I’m actually downstairs at your office right now!” Rita’s voice was filled with anticipation and excitement. “Come down when you’re off work, let’s go shopping
Camila hesitated, “But Mr. Connor hasn’t left work yet. I might need to wait a bit.”
Rita seemed unconcemed. “No worries, I’ve already talked to him. Just come down when you’re done.”
Camila couldn’t really refuse anymore. “Okay, see you in a bit.”
Camila knocked and entered Connor’s office. “Mr. Connor Rita’s here for me…”
“Mhm,” Connor responded. “You can go ahead and leave.”
“Alright, Camila said before departing.
Back at Camila’s desk, her phone vibrated again. It was a call from Erica.
“Cami, I have some super exciting news!” Erica’s voice carried a hint of mystery.
“What is it?” Camila asked curiously while packing up her things to leave.
“You’ve always been a huge fan of Haylie, right?” Erica chuckled, then continued, “She’s having a welcome–back party the day after tomorrow, and the magazine gave me an invite!”
Hearing this, Camila nearly jumped with excitement. “Really? Can Lcome?”
“Why do you think I’m calling you?” Epica laughed proudly.
Realization dawned on Camila. She shouted excitedly. “Ah! Ericn, you’re the best! I love you so much!”