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.

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

but she could have sworn the tips of his ears were pink. He seemed on edge, and it made her on edge as well. "Sir.. If this is too much for her, this level of intimacy with um.. Well, with me... We can reevaluate how we go about this whole thing if she would like. I don't want to make her uncomfortable," she said honestly. Kylan scoffed and walked to sit in the chair next to her. "Don't be ridiculous. If anyone should be uncomfortable, I have no doubt that it should be her," he said with a

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

feel guilty, in a way, for the way she had criticized how he had kissed her at the gala. It also made her realize how little she

like kissing so seriously. She couldn't help the way that knowledge softened her heart toward him, if only for a fraction of

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

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 apologetic smile Katrina returned his smile with one of her own.

it," he said impatiently,

didn't react to Kylan's attitude, he never did. Instead, he clasped his hands atop his desk and stared at both her and her boss in turn *Public reception has been positive so far, but I'm certain you're

your wedding and the reception to follow. We will hold that as soon as possible i

and glanced at Kylan who rolled his eyes once again. "Just do whatever you want. I want everything to

he smiled. "I have a request to make, then, as to where your second date

have in mind?" she asked curiously, crossing her legs and sitting up a linle

ancer

mouth twitched into a smirk, and she saw him look at Kylan skeptically. Rylan's eyes were narrowed, and he was looking at Ryan with a sne

you're going to suggest what I think you are, you can f*ck

smugness with which

there," he said tonelessly. "I'm not sure I follow" She looked between the two men, confused by the sudden houtility radiating off of Kylan, and the Ryan was still looking at her

thousands, and Ross Corp, is a sponsor for the event. How would it look if the CEO himself were in the audience? On top of 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

a social perspective, there will be a large audience both at the stadium and watching from home alike. It's a

his desk, reaching inside and withdrawing a

toward her, and she moved to grab it. Kylan put his hand on her forearm, squeezing a little bit.