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

“It’s kind of heartbreaking to watch him suffer … Unrequited love.” Richard breaks in, stifling a grimace as Daniel slaps his back with a noisy ‘thwap’.

“Fuck you. Both of you.” An annoyed tone and no smile.

“You know when you know … Right?” Vincent throws a wink at Daniel too and three of the four men burst out laughing, Daniel rolls his eyes and gives them the finger.

“Tried so damn hard to let him down gently, he’s just too sensitive.” Jake ruffles Daniels hair playfully, chuckling at him.

“I’ve caught him sobbing into his Hagen Das a few times when you stood him up, Jakey.” Richard shoves Daniel in the ribs playfully and they all laugh at their friend.

“He stole my Endless Love CD when you missed his birthday bash last year. Perfect crying anthems on there.” Leila quips in, throwing a huge grin at Jake, yet avoiding Hunter completely.

“I swear to god, you guys better stop with this shit. Even if I was that way inclined, I wouldn’t jump Carrero’s bones. I know where he’s been, I have standards.” All of the men turn to Jake with eyebrow wiggles, and he only sneers at them.

“Umm, I think I’ve way higher standards than any of you three.” He defends himself with a frown and a haughty tone.

“Questionable.” Leila throws him a disbelieving look. “But you’ve improved a lot.” She then smiles at me, concealing nothing. A big hearty, playful type of smile.

“Leave her out of this.” Jake warns, squeezing me a little too tightly. I haven’t been able to help laughing along with all of them, but things just shifted tone and Jake feels suddenly tense. Mr. Protector. unleashed.

“You know when you know, right?” Vincent smirks Jake’s way and I try and ignore the way all three men seem to look at Jake for a split, perfectly timed moment, all three with raised eyebrows and smirking expressions. Eerily unified.

haul his

except Marissa. Her straight faced, bitchy self has been observing with nothing but boredom this whole time, but she seems to change tactic as soon as the men settle down and

pouts at Jake sexily,

get a grip and take a

kind of sweet really.” Jake prods Daniel with his beer bottle and receives two fingers on

Smooth Carrero. has the biggest man crush on me.” Daniel picks

matching “Eww” faces. Everyone laughs, even Marissa this time and then she goes and ruins the atmosphere by biting on her lip suggestively and making direct eye contact with Jake. She’s practically screaming, “Take me.” I hate

be sending her messages. Jake just seems to adjust his hold, so I can move in and lay my head against his neck comfortably. His arm moving further around to accommodate me, he switches his beer bottle to his left hand, so it hangs in front of me. His other takes my empty cocktail glass from me and puts it down. He doesn’t falter, just continues talking to his men folk as though

they’re talking about some trip last summer I’ve not got any interest in as soon as I realize that Marissa had been there too and not with a beau in tow to occupy her. Again, a look on her face aimed at Jake, and I assume its meaning is

his hook up on that trip?

with a sharp pain in my heart. Gulping down my

of drinks on the canopied table. Jake hands me a fresh cocktail with his free hand, his mouth lingering close to my temple longer

like juice. He has a knack for buying me drinks that I really like, always

lets go of me as he bends down to look at a picture on Hunter’s cell, that he’s holding out, some past memory they’re all discussing, and I feel strangely lost. His sudden departure from my body and the realization that

her eye, before he turns his head to me with a quick smile and straightens back up, returning his arm around my shoulders. This time, though, he pulls me in tightly and kisses me on the side of my face quickly and firmly. I experience an instant rush of warmth and satisfaction at his touch and equally at Marissa’s frosty scowl. I guess he’s

asks softly, for my ears only. His eyes

probably going to fall over or pass out.” Truth is, I just want to get far away from Marissa and her silent messages across the table. She’s like a thorn I can’t pull out and I am so

follow, and it causes me to dig Jake in the ribs. A mock “hey!”