Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Where are we going?" she asked for the tih time since getting back in the car.

Kate. I told you to stop asking," Kylan repeated for the third time.

She sighed, staring out the window at the passing town. She recognized that they were headed into Downtown Portland. Her eyes followed the many gallenes, shops, and restaurants that lined the narrow streets

Five minutes later, Kylan finally found a place to park along the read, expertly pulling into it at a parallel angle.

Wat here," be msiructed, turning off the car and then stepping out.

she watched him walk around the vehicle and then he opened her door for her, extending his hand to her in his same customary fashion. She smiled, surprised but not put off by his insistence to be chivalrous. Were this a real date, it almost would have melted her heart. As it was, she had a smile on her face that she couldn't quite rid herself of

she took his hand, and he guided her down the sidewalk. A breeze blew nearby leaves around her ankles and she shivered, letting go of Kylan's hand in favor of wrapping her arm around his.

He didn't say anything about it, instead still leading the way wherever he was

taking h

her.

She couldn't help the feelings of contentment that found their way into her body. It was oddly.comfortable, strolling with Kylan along the streets that she grew up wandering. She spent her time gazing up at both the familiar businesses that seemed to of always been there, and the new galleries and shops that sprung up while she was away.

The feeling of Downtown Portland was one she never really forgot, and while she held onto Kylan, she felt at peace. Happy. Calm

It was nice. Domestic, almost, and she wondered idly what Kylan would be like in an actual relationship:

She was pulled out of her day dreaming when Kylan stopped her in front of a shop on a street comer. She looked over the entrance and then a smile, the kind of smile that hurt her face, broke through and she laughed. Giggled, really.

shop?" she asked

what she swore resembled a smile. "Come on, then." He put a hand on her lower back and opened the door, allowing

word to describe the shop in front of her. Shelves upon shelves lined the colorful store, and the smell was nothing short of heavenly. It was perfect, every kind of candy she could possibly think of already waiting for her to buy. "This

informed her, looking at her as she

place yourself?" she

in awe.

her. "Seemed like the kind of place you would

where the setting was anything but what he would personally enjoy spending his time doing. She couldn't help but feel. Weird. But not in

ham

yeah? We need to make sure we bring something back for Oscar as well." She took hold

animatedly about several

these!" She found an oversized bag of normal gummy worms and grabbed them,

of her tour around the candy shop, she held various bags of gummy candles, sour sprays, and a few bits of chocolate.

in months, walking along with Kylan, taking in the different mixture of smells, all of them far too sweet in the very best

He gave her an offended glare and she

stepped back

either a gallery or another shop that caught

the gaps by talking about more stories

too easy, walking with kylan, her shoulders brushing as she held hanels

walked some more, with no real destination in mind. She explored a few art galleries then, explaining to Kylan what more of the paintings in the exhibits made her feel. He seemed just as interested as he had the first time she did this at the gallery back in New York, and it

at Kylan thoughtfully,

suppose so. We'll have to rinse off as soon as we're back at the hotel, though," Kylan conceder, opening the

sat inside. "Of course, God forbid a speck of sand makes its way into the hotel room." She joked with him once he was situated behind the

Kylan responded far too seriously, which only made her laugh

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Maine was hypnonically beautiful, and seeing it up close, hearing the waves crest on the sandy shores,

New York, but this. This slower-paced, peaceful way of living. It couldn't be beaten, not with