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

I stare at the cell in my hands for the hundredth time and sigh. My mother’s name is on the screen staring at me and I’ve contemplated pressing dial a million times. I should tell her about the baby and our engagement. She’s my mother and yet something inside of me is holding back. It’s been days since the restaurant and here I am sitting in the huge, empty garden of Sylvana’s home agonizing over what to do.

Jake comes strolling out to me, carrying a blanket and a hot drink, coming level to my face with a look of adoration in his eyes. He drapes the blanket around my shoulders carefully and slides the mug in front of me kissing me on the temple.

“Still undecided?” he asks gently, slipping onto the bench beside me and sits with it between his legs so he can face me and pull me close in between them, nuzzling me against him, cradling my head with his palm. His fingers thread themselves into my hair in the way he always does. I close my eyes at the feel of him, surrounded by his unique smell, driving away anything but a feeling of serenity.

“How we left things. What I feel about her now. It’s all so confusing.” I sigh against his chest, completely confused.

“I can’t make this choice for you, baby.” Jake pulls my head up while he angles down to look at me, my head nestling into the crook of his neck, automatically his hand smooths over my abdomen and I get that inner swell of warm emotion. I’ve been thinking about little tadpole more as of late, more frequently and more affectionately; no longer hit with the tremors of despair that I had in the beginning.

We had an appointment with the OBGYN yesterday, making everything real. Jake was his usual domineering self and tried to intimidate the poor doctor when he realized my specialist is a male. The unamused look on Jake’s face at finding out Dr. Sandy Jones wasn’t the female he’d expected was hilarious, for me anyway. His posture grew by about a foot and Boss Carrero appeared in full fury in all his glory.

Jake went into feral jealous mode and glowered any time the poor man put his hands on me. Temper bristling as he held my hand in a deathly grip and watched with gritted teeth as the doctor listened to my heart and took my blood pressure. Jake still has this no touching rule when it comes to men and as much as I wanted to be mad and tell him it was ridiculous I found myself giggling instead; which only made his brow furrow more prominently and therefore give me more amusement in the process. He was trying so hard to be good, sit still and say nothing but his face said it all.

When the doctor suggested an internal test, called a sonogram, I thought Jake would rip his head off his shoulders.

anything anywhere near Emma until that baby comes out!” Jake was in full aggressive mode and the poor guy could only raise his hands in defense trying to sooth Jake’s very angry feathers. No sonogram, and no more touching of any kind. I was rapidly pulled into his lap and encircled

without tears filling my eyes anytime I caught sight of Jake’s violent glare. In the end my demeanor softened

never see that poor man again. Jake was on the phone as soon as he ushered me out of the office in his very tight embrace. He barked orders at whatever poor soul was on the other end of the phone, bidding them to find a list of the top female obstetricians

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get my head to calm down over these confused emotions about my mother, so I can concentrate

The lack of sex is starting to show on both

over-sexed and kinky nature is a huge part of the man I fell in love with and it’s really starting to take its toll

and has a new trainer putting him through boxing training three times a week, trying to kill the excess frustration not being able to have sex has given him. He’s burying his head in work and when he’s frustrated the poor employees on the phone are often yelled at. He’s mean and short with everyone except me, acting like a bear with a sore

other ways. Jake’s got many tricks and methods in his armory that don’t require full-on sex, but I stopped him. Until he gives me himself fully, I don’t want any substitutes

bring my head back to my cell, and my mother, in hopes of

as simple as it feels anytime I snuggle up in his embrace. Nothing can touch me here and nothing can infiltrate those arms and that aggressive demeanor when

news well?” Jake is trying to figure out what’s holding me back. It’s hard for him to understand a mother who wouldn’t want to know that her only child is engaged and pregnant but then, his mother is Sylvana and

and as his arm moves further around me, planting a kiss on the top of my head as an attempt to sooth me. How can anyone not feel loved when they have someone like Jake? He’s the walking and breathing perfection of