Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Three months later

The conferences, the excess in meetings, they didn't stop happening. Which was part of being a CEO, and she knew that better than anyone else at Ross Corporation did, apart from the man himself. But this military contract was draining

It felt like she was in a long-distance marriage, more often than not the last few months. She kept busy where she could, and she was grateful for the responsibilities that came with being muid of honor to Aaron and Maine. But she wasn't happy. She didn't feel. Seuled.

She knew Kylan didn't want to leave her so often, but during her three and a half years as his assistant, she had never known him to go on this many trips so close together. And she would know, since she booked each one of his trips during that time.

He had been gone for another week, and she was tired. Tired of video chatting, tired of texting tired of hearing his voice through a phone instead of in the same room as her

Aaron and Maine were getting married in three days, and their joint bachelor party was set to be that night. Kylan would be meeting her there after his flight landed, and she pretended that didn't sour her already dwindled mood.

She dressed herself in her favorite pair of jeans and a comfortable sweater and a light jacket. It was mid-October, and it was rainy. Which was fitting for how she was feeling

But the night wasn't about her, and she was determined to shower her friends with the love and attention they deserved. It wasn't their fault she was grumpy about her husband never bring home anymore.

She drove to the bar they picked out, her windshield wipers working double time to combat the rain that continued to fall. She hoped Kylan's flight hadn't been delayed or canceled again. The private jet she normally thought was a gross display of money, didn't sound so outrageous anymore.

It took her a while to find parking, but once she finally did, she ran to the entrance of the bar, slipping inside and shaking off the water that drenched her hair and clothes.

She could hear her friends before she could see them. Aaron's booming laugh, Maine's softer chuckle, Harry's loud

d voice and Max's careful one. All of them were seated around a table that was already filled with drinks, both empty and full, and she found herself smiling at them while she walked over to join them

"Katrina The maid of honor has arrived, gentlemen" Aaron was clearly drunk, and she laughed when he pulled her into a hug. of cheap beer and peanuts, and she loved it. She really loved it, really loved him.

His breath smelled

anyone

coming!" She shook out of his arms and took off her jacket, draping it over her arm whale they all shifted to make room for her at

the table.

"Just your husband." Jean slurred and she smiled, checking the time on her phone.

"He should be here soon." She accepted the fresh bottle of beer Harry pushed her way and took a sip, wincing as the bitter liquid traveled down her throat.

The next hour passed quickly, and she had another beer, along with a shot or two. She allowed herself to let loose, to have fun while she waited for Kylan to arrive

When he finally did, when she saw him enter the bar, she was ecstatic.

He was wearing a white button down, his black suit jacket open, his belt looped and done atop his slacks that hugged his hips sinfully. He looked like a dream. Her dream. Her favorite one.

Her head was pleasantly fuzzy, and she hugged him tightly as soon as Maine moved so he could sit next to her. She pressed a wet kiss to his check and smiled at him. "Kylan, my Kylan. You're finally here," she sighed, pressing her face into his neck, smelling his Kylan smell. Maybe if she could learn how to bottle the unique stent, she wouldn't miss him so much when he was gone.

Kylan allowed her to hang all over him, and she was grateful. "Let me get you some water, Katrina," he said quietly, kissing the top of her head.

f you take a shot, maybe," she bargained with him.

"One shot. I have a feeling I'll be driving us home tonight, Kylan replied, wrapping an arm around her shoulder to pull her into his side.

Kylan indeed only had one shot, and she had way too many. She didn't care, though. Tonight, was special. Tonight, was about her friends and their love.

So she I

laughed with them, she reminisced with them, and she celebrated them.

Well into the night, Harry and Max were both chanting for her to give a speech, and though she was more than buzzed, she couldn't refuse. So, she held up her next boule of beer, and she cleared her throat

"Aaron and Maine, you're my best friends. You have been for years. I'm so happy you're getting married. Even if you rook so long being engaged. I'm so happy you found solace in each other. I know you'll be great together, that you'll live a life filled with the right kind of love." She grinned at them, licking the dryness from her lips. "And the best part? The best part is that neither of you are a CEO, which means you won't be going on stupidly long trips, and you won't have a long-distance marriage ever. Because that sucks, and it's lonely, and it's tiring. And your bed is too big, and you make too much food and have too many leftovers." Tears prickled at the corners of her eyes and she brushed them away, spilling some of her beer in the process.

Aaron and Maine were frowning at her, or at least she thought they were. She couldn't really tell, given that that they weren't exactly staying still in

her line of vision.

"That's my cue to step in. C'mon, Karina Let's go talk." Rylan's voice registered on her right, and she turned her head to protest

He didn't give her a choice, though. He practically carried her from the booth, his warm hand gripping hers so tightly that she could do nothing

bus follow.

she was struggling to keep up. Then, he opened a door and pulled her inside a room. She heard a lock

fell on her husband, who rested against the locked door, his arms folded, his eyebrow cocked, and

thin line

was mad at

she said

attempted to explain herself, but he held up

sorry, Katrina" Well, she

apologize to her, when she was undoubtedly

You've had far too much to drink, but I can't quite fault you there, either.

to cry.

I miss you. Kylan. I miss you so much. I can function fine without you. I can get my work done, I can have fun, I can make memories without you being with me all the time. But you've just been gone so much, and I miss

in only one or two strides, and then he cradled her face in his warm

sorry." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I'm sorry" He kissed her left cheek. "Tm sorry." He kissed her right cheek.

around his middle, gripping the back of his

again and again. She opened her mouth to him, twirling, exploring, brushing her tongue against his. It felt so good. so right,

stop; she

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quiet Adirondack Mountains, where

and Maine's wedding was nothing short of p them, it was everything and

helped organized; much the same way the couple had for her. They spoke their vows, promises, and she cried right

their quiet and sacred

their eternuties as one, she caught

that, and he knew that, and it was okay. All of it was

canopy, and music echoed along the makeshift

her dress sashaying around her while she laughed. She managed to convince Kylan to join her for a song or two, and

spend away from him. None of it martered. Because he was it for her, because he made

night away beneath the October skyline, the smell of a fast approaching winter

off on their honeymoon after several teary-eyed hugs and kisses, and then she took Kylan's

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"Can I

I take

to Maine?" Kylan's voice broke

otherwise ulence that lingered

in their

her fingertips toyed with his, her head pressed to his chest,

him, moving her leg

hummed in reply. "We can visit your father in Portland, yes. But I wanted to take you to Camden, if

she settled on his face, "Camden is beautiful. When would you like to go?" she

at him, her hands

for the wedding, I can't possibly He was smiling

been arranged.

shoulders like what he

but laugh at him. "Kylan Ross, you're a confusing man," she lamented, shifting to

hands rested on her sides, his thumbs stroking

him. "Yeah, okay. Let's go to Camden," she agreed, kissing

His arm

he was hovering over her, peppering kisses all over her

I already reserved the private jet," he mused, effectively silencing her with his

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didn't truly reserve a private jet, but he did book first class seats. She glared at him when he allowed her to have the window seat, but he handed her a bag of sour cherries, and it was impossible for her to be annoyed with him when

father, reminiscing with him about her childhood like

visited him, he had more lines on his face, more grey in his hair, but it never seemed to bother him. If anything, it reminded her that he was living, when she wasn't there. He was finding things that filled his life with joy, which was more important to her than she knew how to

knew how much he did. But her life was in New York, Ross Corporation was in New York, and by marrying Kylan, she would always be in New

had. They talked about fishing, about France. and about Kylan's mother, who would

was also new. He was still going to therapy, biweekly now, and he didn't often talk about his sessions with her anymore. That didn't bother her, though. She could see the progress he had made, could hear it when he would say Yasmin's name without flinching or trying to

into their rental car and bid her dad farewell before making the

Kylan's while she hummed

would be saying, she knew Kylan, or maybe even

with a

last half of the

she felt the SUV jerk into park and the hum of the engine quiet, she blinked her eyes open, grateful for a cloudy day,

here!" she half imimbird, still coming back to

turned to look at him. He was already staring at her, but she were taken aback by how. Intense he was. He took hold of ber other hand and she waited for him to speak. It was clear a lot was on his mind, and she rubbed the backs of his

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