The Carrero Heart - Beginning (Friends to Lovers)

“Stop laughing, I really don’t like you right now!” I sulk down the phone, pulling at my shoes on the couch of my apartment and glaring at them before tossing them away, as Arrick kills himself laughing down the other end of the line.

“Baby? I’m sorry…” He bursts into another hysterical fit and I literally feel my temper rising. I am seriously not a happy camper with him right now, and what started as minor insult has escalated because he is an asshole. The biggest type of douche bag known to man and if he were here, I would make him eat my shoe.

“I’m hanging up on you.” I pout, tears welling in my eyes and lip wobbling, stupidly hurt over a stupid text and acting dumb, but I can’t help it. He has this insane ability nowadays to hurt my feelings so much more easily than he ever did.

“Sophie. Come on…. Don’t. I want to talk to you, that’s why I called instead.” He’s still trying to control the giggling fit he’s hit but I am not laughing along. Even if he is half begging me with a little cute endearing tone. Through laughter though!

Asshole!

“You called because I didn’t reply to your little row of hysterical laughing emoji’s when I tried to sext you.” I snap at him. Completely humiliated that my attempt at flirting with him had ended in him creasing himself in laughter and sending me little crying laughing faces as a response.

“You’re cute when your mad. I wish I could see your face right now.” Still laughing, still an asshole. Sometimes I really see the whole ‘hate and love have a fine line between them.’ thing.

“Me too, then you would see how much I am hating on you, and I could kick you in person.” I sulk. Flopping down onto the couch and laying back in a slump, pulling a strand of my hair and twisting.

that text… They were progressively getting worse baby. No matter how much I was trying to play along.” Another bout of snorting as he falls to bits again. He really knows how to make a girl feel good. He was the

in Casanova slut chat and being able to schmooze with an ex sex

I just wanted you to think about me.” the tears let loose, the tremor to my voice and I sniff a little. Arrick seems to

time. Every second. You don’t need to send me dirty messages to get me thinking about coming home to you, Sophs. I am going crazy with desperation to get home to you already.” He soothes me softly, all jocularity gone and replaced

peeking up with his absence, every day making me more emotional and I still have two more days to endure. I never knew it would be so much harder once we crossed from friends to lovers,

me some selfies, you don’t need to be naked, or doing anything except looking beautiful in them, baby. You make me want you without trying.” He says genuinely that husky tone and sexy voice lowering a tad and sending my insides to mush. Smoothing over my

me crazy already and my head is a mess. All I have obsessed over the past few days is how many times Natasha probably called him or text him without me being there to put him off answering. Now we’re moved

So stupid I know.

I think I have a problem and literally cannot get my head out of the gutter since then.” He softens his voice, I can tell he’s smiling and sigh

hold the phone close, trying to

calling you, instead of taking the elevator. I am using the stairs to my next interview so that I can, and hoping they don’t care that

you a little bit less.” I smile to myself, some satisfaction that Arry always knows how to grovel so well. I can picture soft hazel eyes looking calm and clear and the smooth square jaw with his

I am going to come find you, strip you naked and do things to you that will make sure you never doubt how much I love you again. Better clear your schedule for a few days, I have a lot of love to show you, baby. A week is far too long to not be able to touch you.” I can picture that

onto my other side and cuddling up to a cushion to picture him against me.