Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 46

Chapter

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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

mumbled, typing

were already far heavier than they had been only a few

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, she reminded

fine, Kate. Go to sleep, Kylan responded, his CEO

staring at

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ay catch up.

shouting. She blinked a few times while her mind tried to

the sheer size of the bed she was sleeping in, she could feel someone thrashing around next to her. Frowning, she reached over and

-No Please. Stop."

tossing and turning, the duvet kicked half down his body. His normally tidy hair was

as she stared down at him. She knew he told her not

pleading, begging, dripping with the hurt he never dared to utter during his

Yasmin? Why was he having a

thrashed again so violently and so suddenly, she nearly lost her balance and fell backward off the bed entirely. She couldn't just do nothing. It didn't feel right. It wasn't okay to bear witness to something like

when he was awake. Surely, if the invaded his personal space while he was asleep, it would only be

saw a tear

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

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Chapter 46

her lips and then finally allowed her hand to first rest gently on his forehead, barely touching him at all. Then, she ran her fingers through his hair, peeling it all away from his sweaty forehead in calculated, soft strokes. "It's okay. Kylan. You're okay," she murmured,

her fingertips, His breath was evening out, his eyebrows

hair for a few minutes and then she laid back on her side of the bed, not wanting to encroach on his space any more than she already had. She listened for any