The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO)

Chapter 10

Crap.

I’m to do this while being stripped of all that makes me comfortable and confident.

“I see.” My insides turn icy cold and my face numbs.

“All you need to do is smile and look adoringly at me until we get into the suite where Daniel is staying.” Jake shrugs with one shoulder. He really sees no issue at all.

Yes, I’m sure that’s going to be easy.

“When are you leaving?” Margo presses, turning his hazy green eyes away from the scrutinizing he is doing over me.

“Now, if she needs to go home first … Where do you stay, Emma?” his eyes are back on mine, once again making me uneasy as he scans my attire.

I tell him where in West Sunnyside and he nods before moving off to call his driver. I hear him telling him to meet us at the rear of the underground parking garage as I try to pull myself back together.

“Take a notepad and pen in a handbag, anything else will look odd … It’s a preliminary meeting to thrash out the proposal, so take notes.” Margo soothes my nerves with a warm smile. Bringing my attention to her.

“Yes, Margo.” I answer blankly, head reeling with all of this and feeling overwhelmed suddenly.

“Emma?” She halts me with a gentle hand on my arm.

“Yes?” I pause at her sudden intense look.

“Try to relax around Jake … He’s actually very easy to hang out with.” She grins, but it does nothing to remove the tension building up inside of me.

I don’t want to hang out, I want to do my job.

* * *

Less than twenty minutes later, I’m in the back of a large SUV with tinted windows and I’m sitting mere inches away from him. My briefcase on my lap and a pen in one hand. I’m preoccupied, mulling over the weirdness of this request.

“That habit is at odds with how you present yourself, you know?”

I look up at his remark questioningly. The way he is regarding me, and half-smirking my way.

is

my fingers, absent-mindedly twisting it. I drop it and still my hands on my lap,

For god’s sake …

it

Nice move, Emma.

peeking at me from the recesses of my mind and smile tightly

he presses further,

Mr. Carrero,” I

it and for some reason, you bring it out in me when I’m

he’s leaning back in his seat comfortably, an arm on the window ledge and

would not say

What would I say?

me nervous, if I’m being honest. I don’t know how to act around him

is steady and quizzical, a hint of playful and

really

enough to feel at ease around you yet,” I answer, impressed

has ever told me I’m intimidating

I actually said

“You didn’t say no.”

but he laughs that only further grates on

do around me!” he jests, pushing a foot against the door so he can

Because I don’t throw myself

… Make their intentions clear, or just quiz the crap out of me.” He shrugs,

I ask pointedly. I already assumed this was the case, the fact he expects it is a little repulsive. The fact he expected it of me, makes

honesty, watching me

passing scenery, completely uncomfortable with the direction of this conversation,

a reprieve from this crap. Why did I have to live

That’s one I haven’t heard yet.” He laughs at me again and I try to ignore it, hating that his laugh is still nice to listen to,

him a

and tell you how gorgeous you are. Must be so hard to have been born with a

turning his gaze back on

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