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

Chapter 57

“Oh, I don’t know. I reckon I could charm Miss. Ander … OWWW.” Daniel squawks like an injured animal as Jake’s shoulder punch is applied with a lot more force. “Calm your pants, Jake. God! You’ll be pissing on me next.” He huffs and swipes his beer from the table casting his friend an angry frown.

“Don’t tempt me.” Jake’s joke seems drier than humor and he swipes his own beer. Both men throwing a snarky look at one another, before taking what looks like a precision planned swigs of their drinks.

“Jeez, testosterone flying, much?” Leila interjects, pulling some of the tension away with a heavy sigh.

“Men!” I offer as in way of answer, and we both raise eyebrows at one another in agreement,

“Needless to say, I was right!” Leila grins triumphantly.

“About what?” Marissa cuts in with a pinched tone that makes us both flick towards her with cool indulgence. She’s sprawled at the table with full cleavage on show, right in Jake’s eyeline. Miracle is picking her nails at the right of her, in a similar pose completely bored.

Ughhh.

“That Jake would be enamored with her short new do … That she would look sexy as hell!” Leila’s triumphant tone earns her a roll of the eyes from Marissa and a bitch snarl.

“Jake’s a man. He appreciates it when women try really hard to get a reaction from him,” she drolls icily with a flick of her hair. Jake and her exchange instant harsh glares while I simmer, holding my tongue.

“You would know.” Leila’s scathing comment comes with a new tone for her. Disdain. Major attitude. I glance over at her and catch sight of the twins moving uneasily in their chairs as they lift their drinks to focus on that instead. Miracle lifts her head in interest, eyes gleaming with the possibility of drama.

“Emma doesn’t need to vie for my attention, she already has it, and her hair is a knockout. Much like her.” Jake cuts in smoothly, his cold gaze fixed on Marissa, and everyone hushes up, eyes averting and a lot of fidgeting. Leila smirks.

“Man did it just get cold in here?” Daniel jumps up from his perch on the edge of the table and slaps Jake on the back.

need a new topic and way

turns to gesture a waiter. I get that inward surge of smugness

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light and funny helps a lot being he’s a great socializer. He knows how to keep the chatter flowing, he’s attentive and quick witted and draws everyone in, even the dreaded Marissa. All previous

company and I can imagine what he was like in his teens, hanging out with friends. I wish I’d met him then and seen what adolescent Jake was like. I imagine he wouldn’t be very different, only younger, maybe with a less powerful physique, less stubble. I doubt he would have liked teenage Emma,

soon I’m warm and floaty, I’ve even managed to carry out a coherent conversation with Leila and Richard, despite

of affection in his eyes. He likes that I like Leila, I guess. For him, I realize, it’s a first as he’s never seen me warm to women,

who looks bored, both only talking when

I don’t like her in the slightest, or the hawk eye way

the band comes out and it’s then I’m fully aware of how drunk I am. I’m giggling as I try to dance with him and there’s a lot of him holding me up, keeping me

me from the back and pulls me in against him. Our hips swaying in time and

doing just fine.”

face palm the deck. I’m all that’s keeping you upright,” he laughs

exaggerating my drunkenness.” I purr demurely, turning in his arms and giving him a gentle

me go and

hands with a shrug, and a mocking smile, and steps back. That look of “know it all” all over his face so I

Crap.

at me

he raises

to throw a threatening finger his way. Pointing ridiculously at his

another word,

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