Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Fifteen minutes later, Kylan had finally pulled three dresses from a few different racks. He walked them to the dressing room and hung them up for her. Then he turned and left her to change in private.

She took a deep breath to steady herself. She trailed her fingers over the silky material of the first gown. It was a deep plum color with a subtle sweetheart neckline, and it looked like it would be fairly form-fitting She pulled off her clothes, hesitating when she got to her bra. She knew she would most likely need to wear something sleeveless underneath whatever dress she picked. She also didn't love the idea of Kylan seeing something like her bra straps, so she slipped it off too..

She pulled on the plum gown, and then she realized very quickly that she wouldn't be able to reach the zipper in the back by herself. She hit her lip in frustration before she rolled her eyes

"Kylan' I need... I need your help," she called out nervously. She quickly bent down and showed her bra under her work dress.

Kylan knocked on the door a moment later, and she opened it a small fraction. She turned so her back was facing him. "I can't get the rest of the ripper," she told him quietly.

He opened the door further, moving to step

tep inside. She felt cool fingers brush her hair away

There. Kylan said softly, easily pulling the zipper up the rest of the way.

way from h her luck.

She turned around, taking into Exet that Kylan was inside the small dressing room with her. She felt a blush return to her cheeks. "Um.. I can probably show you better if you're out there," she told him nervously.

Kylan nodded, fumbling with the doorknob and stepping back out. She followed him, and he sat down on an armchair near a few floor-length mirrors. She stopped a few feet in front of him, unsure of how the hell to stand exactly.

Her boss was eyeing her with an unreadable expression, and she was annoyed that he was damn good at concealing his every thought and emotion. For all she knew, she looked ridiculous.

-well!" she squeaked out

"Turn in a circle." Kylan instructed, his tone flat and full of b

boredom.

coming to a stop once she was facing him again. Kylan squinted his eyes

nodded. "Can you?" She turned around, gesturing

zipper on her back

enough so that she would be able to do the rest. She was startled at the feeling of his cool fingertips. back on her skin. She mumbled a small thank you and

growing flustered, as she now eyed the last remaining dress. This one was a rich burgundy in color, and the waist flared out into a beautiful,

she wouldn't have to try on more dresses. She was exhausted, and she wanted to go home. She stepped out of the dressing room, seeing that Kylan was on his phone. She moved to stand a few feet away from him and cleared her throat

He stood from the chair and began to circle her. He seemed to like to do that to her a lot, and she was more

but silence and his eyes

asked him after a few

front of her finally, his hands in the pockets of his suit pants. It's quite acceptable," he

smiled at him, relief flooding her system. "Thank you," she said with a

brow as he looked at her, "Right. Go get changed, and

as

and

the dress out of the

her. Kylan took it from her, and she realized she hadn't looked at the price tag She knew he had told her money was no issue, but she still felt irresponsible and rude for

the same clerk from before cashed her out, she had to fight back the gasp when she said the total. The dress

Chuupier&

even know if her entire collection of semi-nice high heels, would

metal credit card, to

fort

and Kylan held the back door open

het

issue. She knew he was a billionaire.

on her so

that was-" Kylan looked at her with a

you for the dress. But that. I'm sorry I didn't check the price,

I not pick the store, katrina?" he asked

nodded her head. "Yes,

did. But-