Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Monday Dew by in a daze, keeping her mostly occupied in her office, or Kylan's. She noticed that the gummy worms on Rylan's desk were all gone by midday, and she promised herself she would get him a few bags to keep in his desk drawer.

She was glad she had been able to keep out of the prying eyes of the public for the entirety of the day. Not every day would be like this, and eventually, rumors and questions would reach the corner of the office, but she would take the unexpected reprieve while she could. She wondered if Kylan had her manufacture his schedule to be this private on purpose, but she didn't feel it was appropriate to ask him. By the end of the day, she only had the meeting with Ryan left, and both Katrina and Kylan walked to his office together.

She sat in a chair in front of his desk, with Kylan choosing to stand near the window, staring down at the still-falling rain, with his hands in his pockets once again.

"People uh... They seemed to be receptive to the kiss especially," she spoke quietly, attempting to fill the silence with idle small talk while she waited for Ryan to join her in his office.

"I thought you said it wasn't a kiss!" Kylan mused, not turning to look at her.

"I stand by that. It was hardly a real kiss," she said with a short laugh as she smoothed down the plains of her skirt

"I don't kiss people. Kylan spoke so softly, she luck to strain to hear him,

"What do you meant She asked, squinting her eyes at him in confusion.

Kylan sighed and turned to face her, his hands still in his pockets. "I mean exactly what I said. I can f'ck someone just fine, that's no problem. But something like kissing has to mean something to me in order for me to actually want to do it," he explained, his tone of voice no different than it typically was

Even still, she was caught off guard by what he was telling her. "I can't imagine you've kissed many people, then," she responded quietly.

Kylan shook his head. "I have not." He looked back out the window. "One, if you don't count the kiss I gave you at the gala," he added sofily, almost reverently, which surprised the hell out of her.

person?" she clarified. Kylan was thirty-two, and she knew he was promiscuous. She had a difficult time imagining him sleeping with wome but not kissing them before and during the process. It didn't make any sense to her because the act of kissing someone was somehow more intimate than actually sleeping with the person. "I thought you've

"I could have loved them, I think. If life hadn't made other plans." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, clearly uncomfortable. "Anyway, the next kiss will be better, if you insist it wasn't enough. I only wanted to let you know why I was most uncomfortable with the idea. I know it'll be a necessary part of this arrangement, though, and 1 accept that. I just.. needed more time to prepare for a proper kisa." Kylan still looked out the window, but she could have sworn the tips of his ears were pink. He seemed on edge, and it made her on

her shoulders, "So far, I'm fine. Sir." She did her best to sound

her. She wondered who the one singular person was that Kylan had kissed if he felt so intensely about the act itself. It made her feel guilty, in a

She couldn't help the way that knowledge softened her heart toward him, if

herself had ever had in her life that had meant something more than a surface-level attraction to the person. How

out of her daydreaming when Ryan entered his office a moment later. He quickly walked behind his desk and took a seat. "I'm sorry to keep you both waiting, my last meeting ran long," he said with an

"Get on with it," he said

in turn *Public reception has been positive so far, but I'm certain you're both following along closely." He waited a moment and

and the reception to follow. We will hold that as soon as possible i continues. Any suggestions

rolled his eyes once again. "Just do whatever you want. I

request to make, then, as to where

she asked curiously, crossing her legs and sitting up a linle bit

ancer

and she saw him look at Kylan skeptically. Rylan's eyes were narrowed, and he

suggest what I think you are,

smugness with which

looked between the two men, confused by the sudden houtility radiating off

that, imagine how it would also appear if she were there with her "one and only", was it?" he asked casually. The dous slowly connected in her mind, and she realized exactly what Ryan had in mind, and why kylan was completely against the idea. "You want us

will be a large audience both at the stadium and watching

of his desk, reaching inside and

on her forearm, squeezing a little bit. She looked at him, her eyebrows raised. "Sir" she asked,