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

Chapter 20

Felicity makes a beeline for his room with her overnight bag, eyeing us weirdly, but he makes no attempt to follow. As she disappears his expression changes back to full blown frown mode.

“Who was it?” serious, no-nonsense boss tone.

Ughhhh!

I should have known better … He’s hard to palm off even on a good day.

God dammit, Jake.

I turn away breezily, I know he won’t let up … he’ll cancel dinner and stay here if I say nothing. There’s no point being evasive when he has that look on his face, so I resign myself to caving.

“My sperm donor.” I wave an airy hand as though I’m saying something non-important, but I can already feel the tension in my face. I’m glad I’m looking toward the open door of my room away from him and pull out my cell to cradle in the charging dock on the table beside it.

“Your father?” he sounds surprised.

You and me both.

“Yep.” I look around quickly for a distraction, so I don’t need to turn and look at him. I spot his personal tablet on the table nearby and lift it to scroll iTunes, to turn on music. It’s the best I can muster when he’s moved so close.

“You’ve never mentioned a father.” His tone is serious and gentle, body a little too close for comfort.

“I don’t have need to. There’s nothing to mention … I don’t know him.”

“So, why is he calling? It didn’t sound like nothing, Emma. You definitely didn’t sound happy.” He’s moved closer to me, invaded by his body heat emanating against my spine. So close he is touching me.

got a shock okay … I’ve met him once in my life and it was brief. I don’t know why he’s calling.”

was as penniless as the charity itself. Sadly sure, that she would be swathed in dollars,

I’m loaded

tickled by his breath against my hair. I move away quickly, tense, and jumpy; I need

I really am itching to get in that power shower and let my hair down,” I flutter sweetly, moving further from him to give myself some much-needed distance, and finally managing to look at him. His look darkens, and he presses his lips together.

as

help take your hair down?” he winks and there it is, back in full swing, that cheeky Carrero grin and

sue you for such suggestions, boss!” I

moves close to me again, fingers twitching at me as though making threats. I swat him away, he’s not against threats of tickle torture in times of need. Not that

vulnerable in

is never shy, is

answer, just steps forward quickly and shoves me into my room so that I almost lose my balance and he

blows me a kiss and a wave before walking across the suite to his own room and I’m relieved. I fooled him well enough; they’ll go to dinner now and he probably won’t remember anything about it

won’t, I don’t want to talk about this,

against it for a moment to steady my nerves and reel a

the hell did he think he was, calling me after all

emotion caught in my throat and shake it off. I won’t succumb to tears over that scum bag,

* * *

satisfying. I come out flushed and breathless and figure I maybe should have

able to chill out and have some alone time though. I mulled over the call enough in the shower and I’m tired of thinking

sucker for a goddamn sob story. She needs to get

at various functions. I guess he figures I’ve hit a goldmine and wants to see what he can get out of

a prick. A money

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