Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

After her father insisted on paying for dinner, which Kylan was most ardently against, she bid her father farewell with the promise she would come to visit him on his boat tomorrow.

With one final parting hug, she watched as he began the walk back to his apartment that was not far from the Waterfront.

She sighed, folding her arms across her chest, and watching as he disappeared from view.

"Your father is likely the least insufferable man I've ever spoken with Kylan said from next to her.

She scoffed at him and shook her head, but she was grinning. "What did you say to him in French at the end? I only understood part of it," she asked him, turning her body so that she was facing him.

Kylan hummed, taking a deep breath and then reaching a hand out to brush the backs of his fingertips against her cheek. "Vous avez froid" came his murmured reply.

She shivered, but she wasn't certain if it was because of the cold this time. Tim not that cold, she protested quietly

kylan smiled, actually smiling at her. "No, I don't suppose you are. I don't think you have a cold bone in her body, Katrina Morgan," he whispered

Pping forward and wrapping his arms around her waist suddenly.

She was

rested her hands on his chest, picking a piece sweater's otherwise perfect surface. "I don't know, Kylan. In the third grade, I stole a candy bar from the convenience store.

head at her, but his eyes

She smiled up at him, noticing

other awful transgressions must you confess to, Kate! Kylan asked quietly, leaning down and resting his forehead against

blink, didn't move. Didn't do anything that might pull him out of the strange mood he was in. It had to be the alcohol in both

bought her a new fish that was identical to it instead." Her voice was soft,

worst thing you've ever done?" she asked him, the wine thrumming through her veins causing her to be bolder than she normally would have the courage to be. Kylan frowned at her, but he didn't pull away from where he still rested against her forehead. "A lot of

wish she believed that Even if it was the alcohol talking, she felt it was important he

that because of her own warmth, Kate." Kylan lifted his hands and tenderly held either side of her face. "I promise, you like the jagged layers of ice that reside underneath my surface." He practically ghosted over the

wouldn't

now.

skin. A quickened heart rate. A dizzying, fuzzy,

not true," she mumbled back, pressing

she could smell the

hell. She could smell him. Just

an impasse then,

by the wine she consumed. More than that though, she felt

against hers. And she kissed him back, holding

Molding into one another, not caring

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