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

haushing nne mote email

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.

finally rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. "Fine. Are you still feeling okay about the whole thing? Has your dad freaked out yet?" he

think he has any idea still. I want to talk to him in 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

with Kylan. She looked back at Aaron. "No more questions. Thank you for asking how I'm doing. but I'm still good. We'll go get drinks soon,

arm around his waist to hug

and wrapped his arm around her too, squeezing her shoulder where his hand rested. "We better. You let me know if he d to make you uncomfortable, yeah?" he asked while he guided her over to the

does anything

he looked at Aaron. "Gardner,

looked at Kylan. "Are you ready to

Let's go. He stepped back so Oscar could open the door for them, and then he let

stopping outside and then handing her a brown paper bag. "The supplies she asked for,"

Oscar" She looked at Kylan after taking hold of the bag. "I'll be about fifteen minutes. Do you want to come inside, so you aren't waiting in the car that long?" she asked him a

She tried to remember if it was in acceptable condition

his throat. "Alright," he grunted, opening the car

out to help her, and she accepted it without nearly as much reservation as the first few times he did it. She remembered what she had both decided about if she was in public, and she wondered if this counted. Was he going to let go of her hand' Should she bet go

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she was out of the car, she didn't let go of his

her giande hun made the bouilling and to the elevator, Thor luside, she

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

her then and then she was standing mutside her apartment. She fished his keys out of hey bitch as with her fire haul, setting

hesitated. She glanned at kylan,

cough,

and then, we have a

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to," he said briskly.

his face and was relieved to see that he didn't openly

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at the topped his hand a lude awkwardly. Please help yourself any sinks you mal in the kitchens.

response. She took dust as good enough and walked to her bedroom with

jersey for them. She upped the tag oft and then slipped it over her head, happy to see that it hit her fairly well. She pulled on a pair of ankle

finish her hair, Hutting up the pieces afterward

some lipstick for gol mesure. She can her brush though her hair a ang some on the nude at her wrists for good measine. With one

and

pictures she had hung up 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