“She called … she needs to speak to you.” I cover, hiding the tremor in my voice. He looks both instantly annoyed and something else… wary.

“When?” The dark look is back, I hope that means he’s not happy about her call and not that I forgot to tell him. Not that I could be blamed. I was unconscious after all.

“Before I … dramatically met the floor.” I try a small smile, but he doesn’t look pleased, he’s glowering, at me.

No … Too soon?

I think he’s displeased in general. He frowns and picks his cell up from the table, slides it open with one hand. I have a moment of panic, wondering if I exited his text box but he doesn’t react, so I guess I did.

That was close! Stupid, Emma, really stupid.

He’s still holding me, keeping me upright and quickly sits me down in the seat nearby, before he presses his cell screen.

He’s going to call her right now! … Right here, with me sitting beside him?

I squirm, sure I don’t want to witness this at all.

“Marissa … You called?” he doesn’t sound friendly. There’s a long pause as he listens, and I don’t want to be here. I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. He may think we’re back to just PA and boss, but my heart says differently. “I told you,” he snarls.

He sounds different. I’ve never heard him in lover mode and he actually sounds annoyed, and in asshole Carrero mode, but hey ho.

I’ll call you,” he snaps at

him in lover

his dates get, then why the hell do they

back and forth listening.

… I’ll call you

up and take note. Confusion all over my face and brain whirring at the attitude. I try to feign ignorance and seem like I’m engrossed in the edge of the table, picking at it. His voice was hushed, but not enough, so maybe he doesn’t know how much I

I don’t even react, just allow him to guide me and stay

***

food by the bed. He has a doctor coming, despite my protests and has left me to stare at the quiet TV to

cell out and stalked off, closing himself in his own room. I know he’s calling her and despite his manner with her earlier, it still makes my heart constrict painfully. I hate the fact he’s calling her. I don’t know why, but from the moment I met her, I had this weird, gutsy inkling that I really didn’t like her at all. Far more potently than any of his other bimbos and I can’t explain it. It’s

that I just hate that he’s calling a woman, completely unable to

* * *

thirty minutes later as the doctor

the verdict?” he sounds concerned. Well, maybe …

doctor beams at him confidently, her swathe figure in a nice fitted gray suit and she has a lovely face. I like this doctor; she has gentle hands and an easy manner that makes me relax under her care; she also seems immune to Jake’s charms. I’m glad, because she’s hot for a doctor and most definitely someone I could see him

notice how attractive she is either.

need to take care of our bodies … She needs to acclimatize to Vegas weather, I think.” She throws me a wide smile

many times he’s told me I need to drink more water too. The man should have

she’s hotel bound until tomorrow, when we fly home,” he points out a tad rudely. The doctor smiles and

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