A One Night Stand With My Boss

After speaking, he grinned, "As a brother-in-law, giving my brother-in-law some pocket money and helping him find a job, isn't
that what I'm supposed to do?"
Camila gently squeezed his hand, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you for taking care of my family," she said softly.
Connor kissed her forehead. "Isn't that what I should do?"
Camila looked blissful. She knew she'd found a man who not only loved her but was also ready to support her family.
***
Back home, Connor crouched down and immediately dug through the shopping bag, pulling out a pair of matching slippers. He
unwrapped them and slipped them onto Camila's feet.
Seeing his eagerness, Camila couldn't help but smile, her eyes twinkling with joy. She kicked off her high heels and steadied

herself by holding onto his shoulders.
Connor carefully fit the slippers onto Camila's feet, as if he were placing glass slippers on a princess.
Once the slippers were snug on her feet, he grinned with satisfaction. Then, he quickly changed into his pair, the matching
slippers gleaming under the light.
"Look how well we match," Connor said, playfully wiggling his feet and tapping his slippers against Camila's.
"You're so silly," Camila laughed, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "But I love it."
Encouraged, Connor, like an excited kid, hurriedly opened the shopping bag, pulling out various matching items one by one.
From matching toothbrushes to towels and even mugs, he busily arranged them.
Camila laughed while sorting the snacks from the bag into the snack cabinet. As she arranged all the snacks and looked up, she
suddenly realized she had also placed several boxes of condoms in the snack cabinet.
Her face instantly turned red as if scorched, and she hurriedly stuffed the boxes back into the shopping bag.
Still engrossed in sorting the couple's items, Connor found the shopping bag suddenly thrust at him by Camila, who pretended to
be stern. "Take care of your own stuff."

Connor, puzzled by her sudden action, was left scratching his head.
After speaking, Camila turned and dashed toward the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
Connor opened the shopping bag in his hands and saw the condoms. Ah, indeed, he had bought them, and chuckled softly.
He set down the bag and walked to Camila's bedroom door, trying the handle. Locked?
He paused, a knowing smile spreading across his face. He gently knocked on the door, hearing Camila's slightly embarrassed
voice from inside. "Pack your bags properly, and remember, we have an 8AM flight tomorrow. Don't be late."
Connor couldn't help but laugh. Knowing Camila was feeling shy and awkward, he tenderly replied, "Of course, my love!"
Connor turned and went to his room to start packing for the trip. He opened his wardrobe, chose several appropriate outfits, and
neatly arranged them in his suitcase. Then, he pulled out some daily essentials and documents from a drawer, carefully placing
them into the suitcase.
Just as he was about to close the suitcase, something occurred to him. He walked back to the living room, his gaze landing on
the shopping bag. He took out the boxes of condoms, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He tucked them into a hidden
compartment of his suitcase.
Satisfied, he closed the suitcase, a smug smile on his face.