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.

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

make him

one.” The sarcasm thick in his tone.

to mean?” I turn to

even a hint of letting go, you snap right back in and shut the door. No conversation. No acknowledgment of it, just wham. Over!” He barks

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

it

it 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 tense. I stay silent, anger prickling my scalp. I’m as wound

being stupid, anyone can

an asshole and

away from him, trying to fully face out of the side window. I’m thrust forward as he slams on the brakes and we screech to

What the hell?

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

actual hell? Where did this even

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

jumpy and nervy. He’s not looking at me and he doesn’t try to put his belt back on. I really don’t know what to

he reacting this

no clue what goes on in his head sometimes as I watch him warily, every nerve ending in

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

in my life, he has no idea. He’s the closest person to me in the

been with you for months 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

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

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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