Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 17

Chapter

17

The bulk of the day went by

Oscar to change.

by without any

Aan weaseled his way into her offer a few minutes before she neede

He entered her office without knocking g and plopped himself int

eyes at the expectant look on his face.

"Tea. Spill. Now, Aaron demanded seriously

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Katrina rolled her eyes at him a second time and sighed. She sent the email and turned in look at hun. "What do you want to ku Innocently. Aaron laughed. "Everything. He kissel you already!" he asked with a smirk.

She stood and grabbed her cout from off its hanger, slipping it on and then beginning in pack up I refusing to look at Aaron as she spoke. sip herhnelene. "It was hardly al

she mandled

Aaron perked up in his seat, "Oh It sounds like there's a story!

y behind your words" he asked with a mischnevars stile. She motioned for Aaron to get out of his chair. He listened, thankfully, and she turned off the light in her office and made her way to the elevator: "He's just oddly particular about kissing." Katrina explained with a shrug of her shoulders.

She pressed the "down" arrow on the elevator and checked the time on her phone. She hopeil Oscar had been able to find what she needed for the baseball game. She felt terrible for pawning more responsibility off on him, but Kylan had insisted she is present for all meetings and negotiititatis throughout the day, so she had no choice but to ask her driver for help.

What do y you mean? The man has probably slept with half the women in this city, at the very least," Aaron doors opened.

n said incredulously, just as the elevator

She stepped inside and Aaron followed her, Jeaning against the wall and crossing his arms. Tim not denying he has she replied simply "But that doesn't mean he isn't particular about kissing, she reiterated.

his gaze at her before he finally rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. "Fine. Are you still feeling okay about the whole thing?

person, ideally. Maybe explain the whole thing, or at least as much as Kylan will allow me to." The elevator doors pulled open, and she walked out into the

looked back at Aaron. "No more questions. Thank you

at him, pausing to wrap an arm around his waist to hug I him into her side

squeezing her shoulder where his hand rested. "We better. You let me know if he d to make you uncomfortable, yeah?" he

does anything

hand, and then she let go as she reached the car Kylan glanced up from his phone, his eyes narrowing to slats when he looked at Aaron. "Gardner, get back to work."

and then looked at Kylan. "Are you ready to go, Sir!" she asked

go. He stepped back so Oscar could open the door for

outside and then handing her a brown paper bag. "The

minutes. Do you want to come inside, so you aren't

of her apartment. She tried to remember if it was in acceptable condition for him to see it, and she thought it

for a moment and then he cleared his throat. "Alright," he grunted, opening the car door, and

her, and she accepted it without nearly as much reservation as the first few times he did it. She remembered what she

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out of the car, she didn't let

the bouilling and to the elevator, Thor luside, she stood side by side, shoulder to shoulder. She swallowed,

She redly colour think she would ever get ined to it, being so close to her boss, or feeling his

mutside her apartment. She fished his keys out of

process. Andalion she hesitated. She glanned at kylan, who was

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to," he said briskly.

partiment. She adserved his face and was relieved

light as soon as she entered, watching as hylan took in her

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and lie ineirly udded dir response. She took dust as good enough and walked to

pours the comments of the bag out her bed and picked up the jersey for them. She upped the tag oft and then slipped it over

hair, Hutting up the pieces afterward She spritzed some perfume across her mascara, linudsed

hair a ang some on the nude at her wrists for good measine.

and

on the wall in her living and dining rooms, his hands in the pockets of his pants, "I painted that commented, shipping on her sneakers near her door and then bending over to tie them. Bylan forord around and stared at her