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

Chapter 64

What the hell? Where did that come from?

“Being closed out.” He has a hint of humor in his eye, but I know he’s being serious, sardonic, and not in a friendly way. I frown at him and go back to my sight-seeing, confused at his manner. Trying hard not to rise to it and inwardly churning up with anxiety.

“What does it take, Emma?” That edgy tone in his voice betrays a bad mood looming up.

Why today?

I curse inwardly. Jake’s negatives moods are the worst thing ever; maybe he’s hungover and obviously still tired. He shifts gear as we round a rather craggy coastal road; his focus on the road, his brows furrowed, and a tightness to his jaw that screams of tension.

“Jake, please … What are you talking about?” I squirm in my seat and adjust my clothes to distract the awkwardness in my pose.

How have I closed him out? He’s seen more of me, knows more of me, than anyone on the planet, does he not see that?

“You’re not even going to mention last night? Is that another conversation over?” he snaps this time and I bristle.

“You didn’t mention it either.” I spit, a little too aggressively. Riled by the up by this attack; it’s like he’s getting his period.

“I was waiting to see if you would.” Eyes cool green and face tense, he’s in difficult and stubborn mode.

Great!

“Why?” I snap, but he just shrugs again.

Oh my god.

for sure, and he’s being crabby as hell. I don’t want to

a line.” I plead, trying to make him

The sarcasm thick in his tone. His

to mean?” I turn

shut the door. No conversation. No acknowledgment of it, just wham. Over!” He barks at me, all hope of not fighting out the window

I won’t sleep with my boss? I’m not letting myself

Why is it always about

laced with venom, anger seething from every pore, his body tense. I stay silent, anger prickling my scalp.

was drunk … being stupid, anyone

asshole and ruining

I’m thrust forward as he slams on the brakes

What the hell?

at him shocked. He’s gripping the wheel aggressively and staring straight ahead, taking a calming breath. I notice he’s swerved us into the side of the road, out of the non-existent traffic. He unbuckles and gets out of the car and stalks off toward the side of the high edged road, overlooking the vast drop off the cliff. Every muscle in his body

should I do? What the actual hell? Where did

I reel it back in, taking deep heavy breaths, trying to still my hands. Trying to not let him get to

and he doesn’t try to put his belt back on. I really don’t know what to say. Angry, aggressive men as big

is he

head sometimes as I watch

pensive and his hands move back to the wheel, but he doesn’t start the car. “It’s about this eternal need in you to stay in full control … Never letting anyone in, never letting yourself enjoy anything, and letting your guard down. Always keeping me at arm’s length.” His voice is gruff and edgy with an undertone

I do enjoy things in my life, he has no idea. He’s the

but his voice is still strained, that edge to his tone.

eyes at me, and I spin away, hating that he’s even seen it at

you want everyone to see that. You don’t need anyone … But it’s not who you are … And it’s not true.”

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