The next day.
Camila had just finished washing up when the doorbell rang. She frowned slightly, wondering which neighborhood kid was messing with the doorbell again. Deciding to ignore it, she walked to her bedroom to change clothes.
She had just taken off her pajamas when the doorbell rang again.
Camila sighed with resignation. She wondered which child was being such a nuisance. This had happened before, but usually, it was just once.
Reluctantly, she slipped her pajamas back on and went to the door, peering through the peephole. Her expression softened when she saw who it was.
There stood Connor, bathed in sunlight, looking even more handsome and dashing than usual.
Camila quickly opened the door, surprised. “What brings you here?” she asked.
Connor smiled gently, his eyes warm. “David will be bringing breakfast over soon, and from now on, I’ll be the one to pick you up for work.”
Instead of the smile Connor was hoping for, Camila’s expression turned serious. A wave of anxiety rushed over him. He worried she might have changed her mind overnight. With a heavy sigh, Camila said, “We need to talk. Come in.”
They sat down on the sofa, and she patted the space beside her. Connor sat, his face filled with nervous anticipation.
Camila watched him sternly. “I’m your secretary. It’s my job to pick you up for work. You’re turning things upside down.”
Connor breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t regretting their relationship. “I just wanted you to get some extra sleep,” he murmured.
“I know you care about me,” Camila said, pursing her lips. “But let’s get one thing straight. At work, you’re my supervisor, and I’m your secretary. I want no confusion about that.” Connor frowned slightly, eager to shout from the rooftops that Camila was his girlfriend.
He sighed, “I understand. At work, I’ll maintain the proper distance and role.”
Then, he grasped her hand playfully. “But it’s not work time right now, so I’m your boyfriend, right?”
Camila nodded, touched by his gestures, her lips curving into a gentle smile. “Yeah, boyfriend.”
At the word “boyfriend,” Connor’s face lit up, and he pulled her into a warm embrace.
After a moment, Camila gently pushed him away, saying softly, “I need to change.” “Just one more minute,” Connor murmured.
Camila pinched his waist playfully, “David will be here soon, and I’m still in my pajamas…”
Realizing that, Connor quickly let her go, knowing that vision was just for him.
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David smiled warmly at her, his expression revealing that he knew the relationship had progressed.
“Good morning, David. Thank you for this,” Camila said as she took the breakfast box from him.
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Camila blushed slightly, muttering a shy “Thank you.”
“I didn’t tell David anything!” Connor quickly interjected.
Camila rolled her eyes at him, half used, half exasperated. After all,
had made himself quite at
home, and David was no fool.
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