Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

When they walked back to the car a while later, Katrina fell light and airy, filled with hot chocolate and the last remnants of the warm fire She talked about their trip to Ireland as Kylan drove her home, reminding him to make sure he had the correct wall plug adapter

pairs of socks

and several extra

n was. She kn

knew he was always quietly thankful for her

She ignored the way he would sigh at her reminders, knowing that was just how Kylan was efficiency when it came to traveling.

He pulled up to her curb and walked her inside, holding hands as she rode the elevator up to her floor She stopped in front of her door, shifting to look at him after she removed her key from her lock. His cheeks were still rosy, his hair slightly disheveled from the amount of snow that had laced it throughout the afternoon. He with that same softness in his eyes that she had seen a few times that day.

was staring at her

She was overwhelmed with the desire to hug him, and she decided to say damn it, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face there.

"Thank you for today, Kylan," she whispered into his skin, inhaling the familiar scents of pine, soap and Rylan Kylan stiffened

momentarily and then wrapped his arms around her waist, sighing and pulling her close to him. That same electricity that always crept in when they were close like this, slithered its way into the moment, e She pulled back slightly, her breathing a bit ragged. She noticed that Kylan mirrored her almost exactly, his eyes roaming her face.

engulfing it entirely and all at once.

She wanted to kiss him. She really did. But there was no reason to. She wasn't really in public, after all.

Along with that, the lines had been blurred so many y times before and she wasn't sure where they ended or began more often than not Kylan seemed to be more confused about things like that than she was, and it was frustrating. Frustrating and unfair, of being honest in her heart and mind.

r, if she allowed herself the grace

lips to hers, her breath caught in her throat and her hand pushed against his chest, his

didn't feel safe, not right now. And she realized that she needed that. She really needed that "No, Kylan," she breathed,

was a mixture of emotion for a fleeting before his usual mask was

Where's the need to

second

way she asked him was phrased as more of a challenge, than anything. But maybe she wanted to address the proverbal elephant in the room. Maybe she wanted him to know that she wasn't okay with how things were. With how back and forth he was. With how he hurt her more than he had any right to, back in that hotel

Kylan swallow, his face a fraction more ghostly than its usual pallor. "I don't. I don't know, Katrina. Forgive me." he mumbled to her, turning to leave

know, Kylan. You don't have to say it, but don't act like you don't know." She turned the knob on her door and then paused. "And keep your money, for once. She didn't look at him,

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next few days were a whirlwind in preparation for their trip to Ireland. Kylan didn't listen to her, of course. He had sent her three-thousand dollars after her date, but

night before she was set to leave, all while Aaron and

you have condoms?" Aaron

you and Maine are rabbits, doesn't mean we all are." She was flustered and she knew it, her nerves about sharing another hotel room and bed, in their actual honeymoon

barely talked to you, and now that he took you on another date, you're as giddy as a schoolgirl," Aaron mused with a sly grin that

Chapter 59

chiming with yet another Litter notification. Between the picture she posted a few days ago,

and the hype up of the Nightfall launching which, in Katrina's mind, is the purpose of everything they did. She ignored her phone and bent down to gather up her curling iron. "I do not have the hots for my

tossing her underwear into her suitcase to organize later. "Back off, both of you or I swear to

laughed at her, and she couldn't help but smile

mind, though he never truly vacated the space entirely, and focused her attention on

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bags of candy, Oscar?" she giggled at her driver, buckling her seat belt after climbing inside

luggage in place. He sat behind the steering wheel and smiled at

Oscar. She paused. "Are you doing alright? I've been meaning to ask you ever since Kylan mentioned you went to the doctor a bit ago." She plopped

quiet for a beat too long. Tm fine. It's nothing to worry about. They're just running a few tests on my thyroid, is all he finally responded with his voice an octave lower than

chewing stopped "What sort of tests?" she pressed, her stomach feeling sour, but not because of the

that you're not going to let Kylan treat you poorly, while you're gone. Oscar was obviously attempting to shift the focus from himself, and it only made her worry more. "Oscar, please take care of yourself, okay?" her voice quivered with unchecked emotion that she made

one. Fine. Okay?" Oscar insisted, looking at her

in her throat and nodded

quiet the rest of the drive, her mind filled