Chapter 181
Chapter 181:
Kyson let his fingers drift through Kailey’s hair, his eyes tracing the faint shapes within the dim room. His thoughts settled only when she rested in his arms. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his voice softening. “Silly girl p>
Kailey pulled her head away from his chest. “When did you get back p>
“It’s actually been quite a while.” Kyson reached over with an easy stretch and turned on the bedside lamp. The gentle light spread across the room and gave everything a warmer shade. “I only meant to check if you had thrown the blanket off again, but instead you held on to me and refused to let go. Did you miss me that badly p>
Even though his voice carried nothing but honesty and warmth, the remark sent heat rushing to her cheeks. With a quick motion, Kailey smacked his shoulder. “Why are you saying such ridiculous things p>
“Ridiculous?” Kyson shifted closer. “Then who was pressing against me a moment ago p>
“You are impossible. Seriously p>
𝖭𝗼𝗏e𝗅𝗌 іո 𝗍re𝗻𝘥 𝘰n.соm
The heaviness that had sat on her earlier slipped away, leaving her flustered and breathless. In that instant, she glimpsed the boy he used to be — bright with mischief, openly affectionate, and never sorry for it.
A quiet laugh escaped him as he studied her face at such close distance. His hand rose, and he brushed a playful tap against the tip of her nose. “Fine, I’ll stop bothering you p>
Carefully, he straightened the blanket and eased her back onto the pillow. “Just close your eyes and rest. Tomorrow will sort itself out — I promise you that much p>
A deep quiet washed over Kailey as she searched the steadiness in his eyes. Comfort settled inside her chest without a clear reason, yet it felt solid and warm. Meeting Kyson felt like a rare stroke of grace in her life.
“Kyson p>
“Yes?” He stayed still and waited, patience softening every line of his face.
But Kailey simply whispered, “Goodnight p>
She held a quiet certainty that sleep would come easily tonight. The strain from the long day finally loosened its grip, and she drifted off in a matter of moments — though a faint crease still rested between her brows, as if a thin thread of worry refused to break. Kyson remained beside the bed, watching her face. Each time he gently smoothed the tension from her forehead, the frown crept back. He tried again and again until at last she released a small, irritated breath and rolled onto her side, her cheek resting peacefully against the pillow.
A quiet smile curved along his mouth. He gave her nose one final playful tap, lowered the lamp until only a whisper of light remained, and stepped out without a sound.
Inside the study, Devin stood rigid in front of the desk, barely trusting himself to breathe. He had never seen his boss this angry before. Kyson entered and tugged his collar loose with relaxed fingers, the clean line of his jaw catching the light.
“Explain what happened,” he said.