Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Kylan really didn't like surprises. He was clearly anxious while he drove her to their destination, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his right knee bouncing a nearly invisible amount

She wondered if she would have noticed the small tells he was giving off had it not been for Christmas Eve. Now though, she felt familiar with the subtle hints of his anxiety, even when he wouldn't vocalize them.

Katrina casually placed a hand over his dancing knee, striking up a conversation with him about chess while he drove. She didn't honesty care much for the game, but he did. It relaxed him, and that was all she wanted him to be right now, Relaxed Unbothered about the many things she needed to figure out, to talk about.

This would be her best date. Her first real and honest date. She tried not to allow her nerves to overwhelm her, instead throwing herself into the conversation with Rylan

It was quietly exhilarating, watching Kylan virtually melt next to her while he passionately delved into the intricacies of chess. It was clear he had spent a ridiculous amount of time perfecting the art of playing, and he was all too happy to tell her everything about the game as a result. She listened intently, her palm still resting on his leg that was no longer bouncing, glancing out at the setting sun while Kylan took her to the destination that he knew nothing about,

It was comfortable and, at that moment, she felt safe.

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By the time they reached the small, brown brick building that was nestled amongst others of a similar Eshion, the sun had long since set and a relentless December chill had taken hold of the evening.

When Kylan helped her out of the SUV, she didn't hesitate to take his hand in hers. It was second nature, at this point. And yet, this time it felt undeniably different. It felt real, like there wasn't a line or a boundary she was nervous to cross anymore.

Every possible line, every single barrier had already been erased and she was no longer worried about pretending like she didn't want to hold Kylan's hand while he led her into the establishment of her choosing

It took him only a moment to realize where she was, but not why

"A cafe?" he asked her upon entering, staring up at the low ceiling and the various wrapping greenery that hung from it.

The atmosphere was both relaxing and warm, the smell of the many vines and plants emanating in tendrils to her waiting nose, Soft music played from somewhere she couldn't see, and her eyes took in the well-positioned tables, as well as the low lighting that flickered across patrons faces as they smiled and enjoyed their own memories in the making

a cafe," she whispered to Kylan, squeezing his hand once before she guided him

candles flickering atop each table and at the white lace tablecloths that covered

"Morgan," she kindly told the

to a table near the center of the large room. "That's your table. Go ahead and make yourselves comfortable. I'll have your server meet

of her jacket and watched as Kylan did the same, both of them

of his eyes in favor of greeting the server who walked over

a te tasting before?" the gentleman asked her, looking between herself and Kylan

is a kind of

so? I'll make sure to bring only the very best, then. I'll be back in a few with your first

front

table and narrowed his eyes at her,

seriously he took his tea drinking. And yet, she also knew that if he only allowed himself to have an open mind,

a shot, yeah!" She cupped her hand over the top of his folded ones, and he sighed at her. "You've taken the time to cater a few dates to my liking and I wanted to make our first. Well,

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Chapter 83

her lips, effectively cutting her off entirely. "I have

to hear that, Kylan, she admitted, thankful

that housed eight incredibly small teacups, along with

nostrils, and she sat forward eagerly,

is labeled accordingly. Try these, and then I'll be back with more." Their server

incredulously looked at each teacup. He picked up the different labels, quietly reading them to. himself. By the look on his face, she knew was taking this very

Kylan. It was endearing, he was endearing, and she was reminded of one o in

infinite reasons that she fell

hair behind her shoulders, pretending she knew what any in front of her

of the teas