Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

One year later

Katrina never slept well when Kylan had to go out of town. She didn't like being alone at night. She didn't like worrying about if he was sleeping well, or if he was having a nightmare. Even though his nightmares only happened now when he was overly stressed, she still worried. She still wanted him to be okay, especially when he wasn't with her.

She missed his arms, his smell, and the quiet reassurance that she was safe. If she allowed herself to think about it too hard, it was probably a little ally that she couldn't get comfortable without her husband's strong arms around her, or his chest pressed to her back in that way she liked.

But she was so combined with Kylan, so wrapped up in everything that was him, in what doing life with him meant to her.. So, when he was p she didn't sleep well.

Lately, he was gone a lot. Too much, if she had anything to say about it.

Ross Corporation had fully integrated into the military side of business, and she was happy for Kylan, really happy for him, but it meant he had to go on several trips and listen in on extra phone calls. Which was fine. It was.

He was a CEO, and his company was growing, thriving in ways that made her smile. But she missed her husband. And while she knew he missed her too, it didn't make those nights where the bed was too big and too empty, any easier for her to handle.

When she woke up to her alarm, it took her a moment to remember she was by herself. Kylan was in Boston for a conference, and he wouldn't be back until tomorrow night. And it was fine. It was. She was fine.

But tomorrow was her first wedding anniversary, and she was possibly a little sad he hadn't been able to turn has CEO persona off a day early

This was one of those times where she missed being his assistant. She never regretted taking the PR job. She knew she made the right decision. She knew her relationship, her marriage with Kylan was healthier because of it. She knew it was a smart move, and Vincent had proven to be Instrumental for Kylan.

But were she still his assistant, she would be with him. She would be able to slip beneath the sheets of his hotel bed and she would be able to feel safe the way she would never tire of

But it was fine. She was fine.

Katrina was taking a half day an work so she could go cake tasting with Aaron and Maine. Their wedding was in three months, and they were ironing out the last of the details. Cake just so happened to be one of them, and she wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to distract herself and indulge in something sweet.

nd she

She was the maid of honor for both of them. And it was an honor. They were right for each other in every way that mattered, and she wanted their day to be as meaningful as her wedding had been.

She turned on her side, huffing a bit as she looked at the empty space in the bed next to her. She stretched out a hand, running her fingers over the pillow that should occupy her husband's head.

One more day. He would be home tomorrow, and she would celebrate her anniversary, and he would hug her and this would be another conference behind her

She forced herself to sit up, rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes. She grabbed her phone from off its charger at the exact moment it began to ring. She smiled at the picture of herself and Kylan on her wedding day that she set as his contact photo. The sun was shining her foreheads were pressed together, and he was staring at her with warmth. With love. With that safety.

Katrina pressed the "accept" icon and stood from her bed, balancing her phone on her shoulder so she could move her covers back in place while

she talked.

"Good morning, my darling" She were the first to speak, her voice a little hoarse from disuse.

"Good morning, love. How's your sleep?"

She fluffed the last of the her throw pillows, smoothing down the lines in the duvet and then huffing. "You know how I slept," She replied just a bit coolly

She could hear Kylan sigh on the other end of the line while she walked to her closet and began to pick out a skirt and shirt that wouldn't suffocane her too much in the mid July brat

"When are Aaron and Maine subjecting you to an obscene amount of sugar?"

attice for a few

She peeled off her nightgown and underwear, taking hold of her clothes and then heading to the bathroom. 1 have to go into the office hours because Anna called in sick and wasn't able to finish the quarterly PR reports. So, they'll pick me up around lunch time" She brushed through the tangles in her hair, bating back a yawn. She sank onto the toilet seat, wincing against the cold porcelain that greeted her bare skin. "Remind me when your flight gets in tonsorrow, please"

Just after seven. I wish it were earlier. This whole conference has been a damn headache. Vincent also steeped my tea for a minute too long this morning, so that doesn't help a thing."

She couldn't fight the snort of laughter that left her throat. "Not the tea. What are you while

"Yeah, yeah. Tease at my expense. See if I do that thing you li

like tomorrow"

meant to do, Kylan?" She frigned horror, smiling all the

That sobered her immediately. "You better do that thing I like. You've been gone long enough this time. She allowed her disappointment to saturate her words, standing and discarding her pajamas into the black hamper near the shower.

like missing me, Kate. The home tomorrow, and I suppose I'll do the thing

a call this evening. She moved to turn the handle inside the shower, adjusting in until the temperature of the water was

forward to it. I

you

love you, too. Be safe, and please be nice to Vincent." She set her phone down

feel right, not having him drive her anymore. She was happy he retired, happy he was healthy, but it made

with. So, now it was her that navigated the New York

some getting used to, allowing herself to believe that everything Kylan owned was also hers. It was never about the money for her, not even when she signed the contract so long ago Now, though, she steered the Bentley

hours flew by in a daze of caffeine, phone calls, emails and reports. Ryan stopped in to say hello, and that helped

would be at the office in a few minutes

at that, but she still closed out of the Word document she was working on and slipped her flats back on her

waiting near the curb for her. She watched him clamber out of the car and practically run over to her enveloping her in his

her cheek, and she groaned, wiping the moisture off her face with the back of her palm. But she still smiled at him, and he smiled at

passenger door for her, and she clambered inside. Maine was sitting in the back seat, and she turned to give her a more reasonable greeting

for years. Conversation flowed easily, like it always did with her best friends. With the occasional road rage thrown out

leave the car was another beast to behold, but Aaron was also adept with parallel parking, and she found herself walking out of the stifling heat and into the cool of the bakery in no time. The same bakery she

because she missed her husband. Happy, because she got to witness her most cherished friends

a back room that housed a single, covered table. Seven or eight plates with a sliver of cake each were expertly placed all in a line, a small slip of paper detailing what was what in front of each one. She sat on Aaron's left, Maine on

together, packing up the sampling

even more delicious." She found her spoon, waiting for

need to choose a few flavors, one for each layer of the cake, Maine, his

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a few minutes later, and she promptly

was fun. So much fun, bring there with her friends, listening to them bicker and fit. Each slice of cake was moist, delicious, and

Ther

spoon and

or miss. That's too much pressure." She licked some icing off set it on an empty plate,

d then

the maid of honor, Kate. So. Honor" He shrugged his shoulders like he made

classic lemon cake and then spice it up with a meringue icing" She looked at her fiance for approval

his hair, smiling

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sleep well again that night, and she woke up far too early the next morning, considering when her

to morph her anxiety into something positive, she channeled the restless energy into cleaning the penthouse from top to bottom in preparation for Kylan's

texts while she scrubbed every surface, including the baseboards and each of the doors. She focused her efforts on the line things that no one else

put him in a

the worked, her mind drifting to a

A whole year she had

like no time had passed, and yet also that an eternity had, all wrapped into three hundred and sixty-five

had done

perfect, but it was more than enough. More than she ever dreamed she would get to have, especially with

her husband's ridiculous standards, and so she lit a candle on the

dress that was little more than strips of fine fabric. She took extra care

werk was too

sat at the kitchen counter, tapping her fingernails on the marble surface, and wondering when exactly she became so damn lovesick for

She picked

back at her.

sell me you picked up my favorite bottle of wine from that place in the Upper West Side," she

I tried to charter

It was the last flight of the day, too. I won't be able to

a deep breath to center

that threatened to swallow her

too sad, but she wasn't sure

home. That was foolish of me. I should have prioritized you. Ross Corporation can want. You're what's important to me. I'm sorry, darling. I have a flight at six o'clock in the morning and I should be

the candle on

She blew

stool, walking around the penthouse and turning off every light along the way: She reached her bedroom and flopped onto her bed, lying on her

anniversary, she murmured into her

with me. I'm furious with myself. I'm mostly furious with the airlines, and with every pretentious shit that reserved a private jet out of this airport today." He paused, but she didn't say anything to fill the silence. "Til make

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I swear I will

that thing I like?"

long as you