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

"I don't know, Kylan. In the third grade, I stole

at her, but his eyes were soft. So

Nope. She smiled up at him, noticing how almost angelic he looked in the

must you confess to, Kate! Kylan asked quietly, leaning down

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

fish that

him. I should have. She agreed with him. "What about you, though? What's the worst thing you've ever done?" she asked him, the wine thrumming through her veins causing her to be bolder than she normally

if it was the alcohol talking, she felt it was important

side of her face. "I promise, you like

wouldn't

now.

quickened heart rate.

not true," she mumbled back,

she could

soap, and hell. She could smell him.

then, I

in her face, her own eyes mirroring his. The air was charged with that electricity again, only made more intense by the wine she consumed. More than that though, she felt drawn to Kylan Pulled to him. Magnetized by him. If you don't kiss me, I'm not certain I'll

beautiful lips, were on hers. Palling, twisting, pushing against hers. And

gripped her hair, her fingers held his sides, and she stood there kissing. Molding into

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