Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 46

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Katrina made Kylan's tea as best she could with what little the cafe actually had to offer during after-hours. They didn't have black tea, so the settled for chamomile in hopes that it would help him sleep

Once back in the suite, she walked into the bedroom and found Kylan typing away on his computer. The low lighting of the room, coupled with hum being shirtless and wearing his glasses.. It all made for a dangerously intoxicating sight to walk in on.

She cleared her throat, maneuvering to his side of the bed and holding the tea out for him. "They didn't have black tea." She apologized, stepping back, and taking off her jacket.

"Mmm." Kylan responded, taking a careful sip of the tea. "Chamomile?" he asked while she hung up her jacket in the closet.

She climbed onto the bed, pulling the duvet over her legs, and shuddering involuntarily against the coldness of the bedsheets. "Yeah, I thought it might help relax you," she admitted.

Kylan was watching her gri comfortable under the bedcovers. He set his cup of tea on his nightstand, closed his laptop, and then stood.

"What are you doing?" Katrina asked him, yawning as her eyes followed him as he walked around the bed.

He didn't answer her, slipping out into the main room of the suite for a moment. He returned a handful of seconds later, the throw from the living room couch positioned over his arm. Still not saying anything, he draped it over her body and then stepped back to his side of the bed.

She smiled, surprised by the kind gesture. "Thank you, Kylan." She yawned again, snuggling further into the bed and then turning on her side to

face him

Kylan mumbled, typing on his laptop once

than they had been only a few

sleep, too, she breathed, staring at the profile of his face, the glow of the laptop screen reflecting off his glasses. "We're going to my dad's boat in the morning,

Kate. Go to sleep, Kylan responded,

right now. "Fine" she relented, staring at him for a few more

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ay catch up.

of someone shouting. She blinked

could feel someone thrashing around next to her. Frowning, she reached over and fumbled for the light on her nightstand. She took a glance at her phone and saw

-No Please. Stop."

down his body. His normally tidy hair was tousled, his eyebrows pulled together, and a sheen of sweat reflected across

of pain, and she moved to sit on her knees as she stared down at him. She knew he told her not to intervene. He didn't want her to get involved. But now! Seeing ham like this, so helpless and obviously struggling. It was nearly impossible

Kylan's voice was pleading, begging, dripping with the hurt

was he having a nightmare about them?

so violently and so suddenly, she nearly lost her balance and fell backward off the bed entirely. She couldn't just do

contact when he was awake. Surely, if the invaded his personal space

ragged breathing, and has continued thrashing. And then she saw a tear slide out of the corner of one of his pinched eyes, and that

body to sit next to him. Tentatively, she brought her shaking hand closer to his face, biting her inner check the entire time. Her own hear was racing, knowing she was about

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Chapter 46

touching him at all. Then, she ran her fingers through his hair, peeling it all away from

as Kylan calmed beneath her fingertips, His breath was evening

at him. She continued to stroke his hair for a few minutes and then she laid back on her side of