Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

She opted to leave a few minutes before the end of the game, in favor of fighting the crowd, and Kylan was all too happy to listen. Hand in hand once more, they walked out together. She stopped at the last hot dog cart before the mouth of the stadium and looked at Kylan curiously

"There's one last thing I think you should try today," she said thoughtfully. She let go of Kylan's hand, ordering a hot dog. The cashier funded her the hot dog wrapped in foil, and she walked to put on the condiments at the side of the cart. She threw on some ketchup and mustard, choosing to keep it simple for Kylan

She walked back over to her boss and held out the partially unwrapped hot dog. "One bite," she instructed.

Kylan glared at her, shaking his head. "Absolutely f*cking not," he responded seriously, continuing to walk out of the stadium without her

She rolled her eyes and walked after him. "It's tradition. . You can't come to a baseball game and not get a hot dog. It's simply not allowed," she tried to reason with him.

dot to mention. I've kept this

Kylan scoffed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "I already tried that deplorable popcorn, and I kissed her. Not to ridiculous hat on my head. That's enough things that are out of my comfort zone," he grumbled.

She frowned at him, realizing he was probably right. He had done several things out of his comfort zone. She couldn't fault him for not wanting t try something else, too.

"You're right. I'm sorry, Kylan. Thank you for stepping out of your comfort zone today. I think the results will speak for themselves, though. I do think it will have all been worth it. She did her best to reassure him as she came to a stop near the curb of the road.

Kylan drafted and sent a text to Oscar, telling him they were ready for him to come to collect them. She began to wrap the hot dog back up and Kylan looked down at her. She smiled at him politely in return.

give it here. I'll make a show out of it" He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his side. He reached for the hot dog, peeling the foil away and staring at her with a raised eyebrow. He didn't

widened in surprise and then she heard herself laughing. "Do you like it!" she asked, her voice an octave higher than

did so. She noticed he did that a lot, whenever he tried something new or seemed to have a lot on his mind. He always looked at her, for whatever reason. He swallowed the bite and turned the hot

head and taking a bite of the hot dog. It was greasy and warm, just like she expected it to be. The taste of the bun, as well as the ketchup and mustard, were nostalgic. It all reminded her of her childhood and the various sporting events she

in shock. He just licked his finger? After wiping something from her mouth? "Ketchup" he said as a way of explanation.

pulled the car to a stop in

at him while Oscar opened the door for them. Kylan allowed her to enter the car first, as usual, and then he moved in after her. She watched him

commented, running her fingers through her curls and

he repeated his earlier sentiment. She laughed and stared out her own window,

her off at her building, and she turned to say goodbye to Kylan. "I can walk you up," he

"It's not a problem. It's a bit of

suppose it's a proper date, now that you walked me to my door," she musest

her phone dinged

ne be informed her

She remembered the contract, confused

she wanted. She cleared her throat and let go of Kylan's hand, tucking a strand of

she said in a rush, turning and unlocking her front door with the

the door open

at him, despite the weirdness that had

confirmed that He spoke so quietly, she had to strain slightly to hear him. sough her heart was racing "1. Okay, Sir. Let's try

her by shaking