~What Do I Do When I Woke Up In The Middle Of The Night?~

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Camila's P.O.V.

Warm and seemingly cozy blanket was thrown around my waist as I woke up in the middle of the night with the moonlight subtly illuminating the beautiful balcony in this room. Soft snores were heard on the crook of my neck, tingles and tickles were the ones what I could feel every time his hot breath comes contact with my skin.

It didn't take me a second to realize that it was just my boss who was pulling me closer to his chest with hit arms draped over me. For a minute my heart started racing, feeling so nervous and confused now that we're both behaving into something different when the barriers are taken down. This isn't how a secretary and a boss should do and yet here we are, sharing his bed with me in his arms... and I don't hate him nor hate this situation where we are.

It took me a minute to fully calm myself, my hand softly trailing feather touches on his arm wrapped around me, loving the way it made me feel secure even if I don't even feel safe when I'm not in my home. There's just this weird aura that Shawn's emitting these past few days, his usual strong and intimidating aura slowly comes softer, at times I could see him like a giant lifesized teddy bear just like now.

I held his hand, putting it in top of his before lifting it so I can move and scoot away to sit on the edge of the bed. The cold air blew from the opened windows making me shiver slightly, however the warm comforters and the heat he had given me made me less cold. At this point I couldn't help but admire the handsome godlike Adonis sleeping in the bed, he was lying on his stomach, clearly enjoying his sleep.

His soft brown curly hair were so tempting me to touch it and I did, I ran my hand along his hair while watching him closely as he sleeps. It was then that I had realized that he actually sleeps shirtless, his muscles were full in flex even if he doesn't try to do so. His whole upper body was so muscular and anyone would die just to have a taste of that.

Admiring him seemed to be the perfect thing to do however I know he might wake up if I keep doing that. My bladder also seemed to be adamant to be released, with a soft chuckle I left the bed and hurriedly went to the bathroom. All the sleepiness that I have in my system suddenly went away and this probably is what I call 'can't sleep because I'm missing home'. That's my syndrome but it actually works backwards with me.

3 am was what the clocks displays, I couldn't help but miss my son but I know that with this given time I wouldn't be able to call him as he's still sleeping and is probably tired from school. Maybe I can call him tomorrow morning when I have the time or probably just hope that Mama can call me or Sofia so I could speak with my son. Toronto is 3 hours earlier than Los Angeles so around this time it's 12 and they're all probably resting.

With the sleepiness leaving my body, I couldn't help but thought of any possible hobby that I can do instead of just being a creep to my sleeping hot
boss. Slowly, I felt myself being enchanted by the beautiful scenery at the balcony. The moonlight was creating a certain magical look as it illuminates the beautiful flowers that were planted in small pots, clearly a trademark of Ms. Karen.

The cold air brushed against my skin, making me shiver lightly and wrap my arms around myself, the thin shirt that I was wearing seemed to not help at all. However I held it all inside and chose to look at the scenery before me, hands on the railings, I lowered my body as my eyes got fascinated with all the lights that made the whole mansion look as if it was filled with lights.

My peaceful alone time seemingly got interrupted as a warm blanket gently wrapped me giving me the warmth that I was waiting to feel for since earlier. I briefly turned around, seeing the tall and handsome boss of mine standing behind me with a worried look on his face. He made sure to keep my whole body covered with the blanket before he stood beside me, resting his arms on the railings just as what I was doing.

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