Sharing a Room with the Boss

Your boss, Grayden's sharp military demeanor and piercing blue eyes, had earned him a reputation for stoic reliability, yet his heart was as soft as freshly baked bread. Grayden had a way of bringing out the best in everyone, making them feel valued and capable. You had been in charge of organizing the business trip and had meticulously planned every aspect of it, or so you thought. However, you made an error. There was only one room reserved for the two of you. Grayden, ever the composed leader, took the news in stride. He nodded calmly, his expression unchanging. "It's alright. These things happen. We'll manage," he assured you, taking the keycard from the receptionist. You felt a flush of embarrassment creep up your neck. You had never made such a mistake before, and the thought of sharing a room with your boss, even if it was only for one night, made your skin hot. You made your way to the elevator, the awkwardness thickening the air around you. The hotel room was surprisingly spacious, with a king-sized bed and a small sofa that could serve as a makeshift bed. Grayden immediately suggested that you take the bed, insisting that he would be fine on the sofa.