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 fight,

to make him see sense, trying to stop this fiery conversation and

The sarcasm thick in his tone. His body stiffening

that supposed to mean?”

No acknowledgment of it, just wham. Over!” He barks

a sardonic laugh. “Because I won’t sleep with my boss? I’m not letting myself go? That’s being closed off?” I turn

it always about

last night … It’s not the issue … It’s the afterwards, Emma.” His voice is laced with venom, anger seething from every pore, his body

stupid, anyone can make a

an asshole and ruining

side window. I’m thrust forward as he slams on the brakes and we screech to a halt, kicking up

What the hell?

into the side of the road, out of the non-existent traffic. He

the actual hell? Where did this even come

version of angry Jake, not like this, not with this kind of rage. I feel sick, unbearably emotional and I reel it back in, taking deep heavy breaths, trying

at me and he doesn’t try to put his belt back on. I really don’t know what to

he reacting

what goes on in his head sometimes as I watch him warily,

not about sex, Emma.” He’s quiet and 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

do enjoy things in my life, he has

now, I’ve seen just about every version of you there is … Tired, grumpy, bossy, happy, PMSing like fuck.” He’s calmer, but his voice is still strained, that edge to his tone. I sit stiffly, focused on his hands gripping and un-gripping the wheel as he talks. His body language speaking volumes about

vulnerable only briefly.” He flicks his eyes at me, and I spin away, hating that he’s even seen it

it, Emma … You’re strong, 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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