Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

following

week.

Mr. Hughes was a much more polite man than the previous executives she spoke to, and she was even more certain Kylan should conduct business with him because of IL The conversation flowed easily, and Kylan agreed to accompany him for a game of golf the "Only if you come too, Ms. Morgan," Mr. Hughes stated with a polite smile.

She laughed, shaking her head and flashing her most convincing smile in return. "I couldn't possibly, Mr. Hughes," she replied in her best flustered

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"Oh please, it's James to you. And you must. I didn't know you and Kylan were even engaged when I contacted you, but I quite like how he is when you're around." James mused.

She looked at kylan in what she hoped was an adoring way, and he returned her gaze with his usual scowl. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and his face softened in response. She reached forward, brushing a stray strand of Kylan's hair away from his forcheal. She allowed her fingertips to caress- the side of his sharp cheekbone, and then she turned her gaze back to the Elorde Enterprises executive.

"Yes well, you know what they say. Behind every CEO, there's a woman helping him along. Or something like that," she joked playfully.

Kylan shifted on the heels of his feet next to her. "Wednesday then, James. Please excuse us," he said curtly.

He didn't wait for James to respond, and instead, he pulled her away from him. He moved her to the far side of the room, finally coming to a stop in front of an especially abstract piece of artwork. "Why the f*ck were you touching my face!" Kylan hissed at her. "You're kidding, right! I'm playing up t right back at him.

the image that you actually like me. A boyfriend usually enjoys being touched by his girlfriend," she hissed

"Yes but my face? With your germ-infested hand" Kylan looked at her in disgust, and she glared at him in return.

"How do you expect to ever kiss me, if it comes to that when this is how you're going to react to me touching her cheek?" she whispered, moving so she stood slightly closer to him

She noticed a few people were eyeing her with curiosity again, and she decided to wrap her arms around Kylan's neck and pull him closer into her body. The wannth from his own body permeated through the material of her dress, and she aptly ignored the feeling of his muscular chest pressed against hers

"This is how you should be standing if you're going to talk to me like this," she breathed as she looked at Kylan

Kylan was staring at her with a visibly clenched jaw. "A kiss is different," he mumbled at her indignantly.

"Is it? And tell me, why can you hold my hand or touch my collarbone, but a touch to my face is preposterous?" she questioned Kylan

Kylan narrowed his eyes at her. "F*ck off, Katrina," he grumbled,

-I will not," she argued. "How can this possibly work if you're getting this jittery over-"

She was effectively cut off just as Kylan

field of vision, and then his lips we wooped forward, grabbing her by her shoulders. She was vaguely aware of his face coming cluser in her on hers.

It wasn't really a kiss, per se. His mouth didn't exactly move against hers. But his lips rested against her own for a few seconds, before he pulled away.

She stared at him with wide eyes, completely shocked that he did something like that already.

"What the hell was that?" she gasped. If she hadn't been blushing for the entirety of the night already, she sure as hell was now

"The f*ck do you mean? That was a kiss, I can kiss you just fine, so you don't need to be f*cking worried about me being able to keep up the false pretenses of this relationship, Kylan explained in an uncharacteristic rushed voice.

She couldn't help the small laugh that bubbled up from her throat. "You. You call that a kiss! Putting your lips on top of someone else's, and just sitting there, is not a kiss." She shook her head and laughed again.

"I'm not going to f*cking make out with you, Katrina You're insufferable. I need a damn drink." Kylan ran his fingers through his hair before he took hold of her hand and dragged her in the direction of the open bar..

If Kylan thought that was a kiss, she suddenly wondered how

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was spent holding hands with Kylan while he ventured around the room, talking to various different corporate individuals. She spoke when she needed to, turned up the charm when it was necessary, and played the role of an assistant when called upon.

she had, were catching up to her empty stomach She was regretting not eating dinner beforehand, but she didn't want to draw attention to the fact that she was not only hungry, but she was buzzed and dizzy as well. After finishing a conversation with someone that promised they

she smiled apologetically. "I didn't eat anything before you picked

on, then. I've talked to enough stiff shitbags." Kylan began to lead her by the hand to

him.

suddenly intimidated to walk down them in her heels, even if she was used to wearing them. She was also slightly off balance from being buzzed, which didn't help. Kylan turned back and looked at

know?" she explained with a shaky

to carry you?" Kylan offered

gawked at him. Was he being serious? Surely, he couldn't

not. Sir. Ill be fine. Can you just

take. She grasped onto it tightly,

photographers had long since gone home, and she was glad there weren't the flashes of camera lights in her eyes this time, as she walked down the steps of the

stains, just as a harsh October evening breeze blew by her. She shivered involuntarily, and Kylan

keep a jacket?" she responded as her teeth began to chatter, and she clenched

here," he snapped, pulling her

was wearing, she was under Kylan's nose and her eyes were staring at his Adam's apple. She could feel his warm breath fanning her face so she opt to stare at his neck rather than look up at him "Um... T-thank you, I'm

physical affection. I'm doing my best to prove you wrong. And you're

nice, as they rubbed her back. He also smelled good. But this was weird. So weird. Before yesterday, she hadn't

she was ready to go home and try and process the entire night by herself. She knew it was all part of the contract, she just hadn't known

honest, Kylan, I

you a hard time in there. I need to check Litter, but I would be surprised if there aren't already pictures of us

He moved in after her, keeping the middle seat unoccupied this time.

Contract Fake relationship. Right.

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it's not, we can do something else to up

"I'll make sure to post a picture as well. I'll think of an appropriate caption, too." She did her best to pretend her stomach hadn't made

her apartment a little while later, and Kylan once again helped her out of

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"Why would I suggest something in mosine of Katrina!" he told her

bit flustered, and my feet are throbbing in these ridiculous

Monday," Kylar

wasn't so bad. "Thank you, kylan, she

in response, and she named around to

callest so votu, past as she reached the door

looked and acted the part tonight. Good jobs," kylan told her, the compliment sisimding foreign on his

him one more smile before she

heels as soon as she was back in her apartment, and her dress promptly followed. She

is hunger, the cover

part of sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt before she removed her makeup and brushed her teeth. She undid the

she knew she still needed to browse Litter for any inshration on how the date with Kylan was perceived. So, she walked to her kitchen and poured herself a Linge glass of water, and then she sat down on a barstool at her kitchen counter Taking a deep breath, she opened Litter on her phone, already

Kylan had

Three Hundred

notifications

notification icon, Kylan had been tagged in several posts. Nearly

of

few nonfications, cautions, but eager,