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

Chapter 49

“Why is that?”

“Saves you having to wine and dine leggy blondes on short notice, when you can’t be bothered or have a hangover.” I smirk. Inwardly glad he has no date with him tonight.

“I guess. Although that stiff double whiskey sorted me right out.” He’s smiling, he seems relaxed tonight despite his earlier weirdness and there’s that casual laid back energy.

“What’s with that anyway?” I ask curiously.

“What’s with what?” he looks over my head and nods at someone trying to catch his attention - ever sociable Carrero. Back to swaying with me to the music, he seems distant suddenly, but I know he’s trying to avoid my gestapo questioning.

“The lack of leggy bosoms lately?” It’s been in the back of my mind, his lack of playmates and sleep overs for weeks now.

He shrugs and spins me around, pulls me back into his arm playfully and lightly smacks me on the butt. I throw him a mock alarmed look; the tug of his grin is not lost on me and I get that warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach at his good mood. He’s so much more mellow since we landed.

“Lost your sex drive or merely misplaced it?”

“Nope.” He’s smiling, but that guarded look is back with my probing, he’s being deliberately evasive, pulling out that tug of irritation at him.

Oh, so we’re playing the one-word answer game, are we?

He looks amused at my dry expression.

“Bored?” I press.

“So, so … Just taking a break.” He shrugs and looks over me again, this time winking at another attention grabber.

For goodness sake.

my head to the side, studying his chiseled jawline, the sparkle of his

“Sometimes.”

doubt it very much. I’m pretty sure in all the years I researched his social endeavors, I have never seen a break in the flow of women, but maybe some of them were just stand

he likes to roll in the sheets, and

glance with raised eyebrows that says, “Where are you going with this?”, but he’s still smiling. He catches my

“Do I feel sick?”

hand free and shake my head at him in exasperation. We go back to swaying,

… You know?” I hesitate as the telltale heat

knows what I’m going to ask and it’s absolutely hilarious to him. He has

he do

man problems?” I

asking this, god? I’ve become as nosey as him! And as

my libido is still intact and waiting for you to name the place. Why are you so interested in my lack of

for a while now and it’s the first time there’s been a lull in … playtime.” I answer, my skin on

do I care

he smirks at me, a twinkle in those

smirking at me as he moves me around in time to the music and pulls me against

break from demanding, stroppy women … even casual sex can be a hassle.” He shrugs,

So, am I just the stand in date from now

offended him. “I don’t know why you’re complaining. I don’t think I’ve seen you warm to a single female I’ve dated,” he states as a matter of fact, then spins me and brings me back to his face, tipping his chin down so his nose grazes my shoulder when he pulls me in. His breath fans my naked skin as this dress is strapless, and it makes me goose bump all over. It’s a little red number and far

meant to?” I stumble over the words, conscious of the fact I’m suddenly light-headed. Overly aware of how well our bodies fit

you like them, or you don’t, it doesn’t matter … not one of them is permanent.” He moves back to his previous hold, giving me some breathing room again and I exhale with relief. He lifts his hand from

every time I met one, never seeing the connection and I can’t stop asking dumb questions. He raises his eyebrow, followed by a smile which says “really?”, and

so he’s a man! And they’re all drop dead gorgeous, with scantily covered, lithe bodies, and huge boobs; every one has been stunning, in

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