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    He was breathing heavily, feeling still a bit hot, and decided to go home for a shower and a change


    of clothes.


    ***


    Cam slept until noon, groggily sitting up in bed. Her stomach felt warm, as if something was there.


    So she lifted her nightgown and


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    looked down.


    She was taken aback. When had she put this thing on?


    Her mind raced. It wasn’t her doing.


    Only Connor knew her apartment’s code and he was the only one who had visited. He must have


    put the band on..


    Cam’s heart skipped a beat, and she frantically grabbed the cellphone from the nightstand.


    It was turned off. She rolled over to plug in the charger, but it wouldn’t charge. She then noticed the


    outlet was loose.


    After securing the charger, her phone turned on within half a minute. Connor had called her eight


    times and sent thirteen messages.


    Cam pped her forehead, burying her head into the pillow. She was still in her pajama pants, oh


    how embarrassing.


    She removed the waist patch, tied up her long hair casually, and grabbed some clothes to take a


    shower.


    As she opened the bedroom door and passed through the living room, Cam froze. “You, you,


    you’re still here?” she stammered, startled.


    Connor sat on the couch, aptop on hisp, surrounded by dozens of documents.


    Connor looked up, slightly stunned to see her. She was still in her nightgown, her curves clearly


    visible.


    Connor’s eyes trembled slightly, then he quickly averted his gaze. That damn heat surged again.


    He frowned slightly, coughed softly, and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. In a quiet voice,


    he said, “I was worried you might pass away at home unnoticed.”


    Cam remembered she wasn’t wearing a bra, so she silently shifted the clothes in her hands


    upward to cover her chest. “I’m going to take a shower.”


    With that, she quickly walked to the bathroom.


    As she turned, a piece of cloth fell. “Hey.” Connor called out, but she had already slipped into the


    bathroom and shut the door.


    Connor moved hisptop to the couch and got up to pick up the fallen item. He paused slightly. It


    was her underwear.


    He awkwardly knocked on the bathroom door.


    “What is it?” Cam asked from inside.


    “You dropped something.”


    Cam quickly flipped through her clothes, her mind buzzing. “Thanks.” She slightly opened the


    bathroom door, reaching out her hand without looking at him.


    Connor ced the underwear in her hand, and Cam quickly shut the door.


    He chuckled softly. Returning to the couch, he ced theptop back on hisp, but his thoughts


    drifted elsewhere.


    The image of her in that nightgown lingered in his mind. He shook his head and moved theptop


    away, fetching a bottle of chilled mineral water from the fridge.


    Cam came out of the bathroom and was instantly drawn by the aroma of cooked food. She saw


    the dining tableden with delicious, steaming dishes.


    “Come have lunch, Connor said softly.


    Cam approached, a faint scent of body wash lingering on her.


    Connor handed her a fork. “Thanks,” Cam took it. She was a bit hungry, so she sat down and


    began to eat.


    Connor nced at her once, then sat down opposite to eat as well. “Does your stomach still hurt?”


    Cam shook her head, “No, it doesn’t.”


    After that, the two quietly ate their meal.


    After lunch, Connor returned to his work on the couch.


    Watching his focused figure, a warm feeling surged in Cam’s heart. She began clearing the table.


    As she was about to do the dishes


    Connor seemed to notice her movements and looked up. “Don’t touch the cold water. I’ll wash the


    dishes.”