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

chest, picking a piece sweater's otherwise perfect surface. "I don't know, Kylan. In the third grade, I stole a

shook his head at her, but his eyes were soft. So

Nope. She smiled up at him, noticing how almost angelic

awful transgressions must you confess to, Kate! Kylan

he was in. It had to be the alcohol in both of

fish that was identical to it instead." Her voice

her to be bolder than she normally would have the courage to be. Kylan frowned at her, but he

you too, Kylan. I wish she believed that Even if it was the alcohol talking, she felt it was important he knew and that he honestly

side of her face. "I promise, you like the jagged

wouldn't

now.

Instant raised skin. A quickened heart rate. A dizzying, fuzzy, warmth filled her

true," she mumbled back, pressing

close, she could

and hell. She could smell him.

then, I

the wine she consumed. More than that though, she felt drawn to Kylan Pulled to him.

were on hers. Palling, twisting, pushing against hers. And she kissed him

Molding into one another, not caring a single bit about anyone that might still be walking

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