The Carrero Heart - Beginning (Friends to Lovers)

“I’ll see you when I get back to the city. We’ll have dinner at that new place you want to try.” Arrick smiles, his tone friendly, despite still throwing me daggers. I think his jaw has probably started to spasm with the amount of tensing and teeth grinding he’s doing; I really want to poke him in that muscle that keeps moving in his cheek but keep my hands to myself.

“Okay, Arrick, I love you.” Natasha croons, and another slice of anger hits me in the gut, another eye roll and sigh as I mouth the words to the window in disdain. Breathing it out like poisoned smog. I have no idea why she feels the need to drag it out, or even call at all, seeing we left her less than an hour ago.

“You too, Tash. I’ll call you later.” Arrick ends the call via the dashboard and abruptly shoves me harshly in the shoulder again, this time so my nose bangs the window that I’m looking out of. I turn on him angrily in outraged reaction.

“What?” I feign innocence with an aggressive attitude. Rubbing my face and slapping his arm in retaliation. “That fucking hurt!” I snap at him.

hang out as much! Just because you’re tired, and cranky as fuck, doesn’t mean you can start this shit again.” His furrowed brow almost overtakes his face. I just huff

scowl in accusation, huff some more and turn back to glare at the passing scenery to vent some of my frustration

like a prize prick when I meet any of them.” Arrick snaps again, his normally cool demeanor fraying a little today. Last night, sitting up most of the night with

to break Alex’s face if I remember rightly!” I retort smartly. The anger inside of me bubbling away now

just shakes his head while focusing on driving again. This is one of the things he at least does right,