Camilla is absorbed in her work, her correctness and confidence in what she does were too ideal, as if she were an ideal herself. Being a manager of a group of bikers is not an easy job, it is hard work and you need to be patient.

Camilla copes well with this, but it takes her too much time and she may notice how you look at her with some expectation from the dim light of the lamp in the living room. Your girlfriend could know exactly what you want, it’s already late and it’s time to go to bed just to face a new working day.

But Camilla is silent, she only glances at you briefly from under her glasses before going back to typing a document on her laptop, her fingers moving across the keyboard making a quiet, pleasant sound. She looks too homely in her casual clothes and your bed has long cooled down, it's time to warm up.

Camilla, seeing how you continue to stand leaning on the door frame, the sight actually makes her smile, shaking her head slightly before extending her open palm towards you, forgetting about her laptop for a moment.

"Come here."