The Carrero Heart - Beginning (Friends to Lovers)

Chapter 129

“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.

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 one who started the sexy talk, sending me extremely X-rated messages to get things heated and them seemingly fell to hysterics the

well versed in Casanova slut chat and being

my voice and I sniff a little.

the 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

have two more days to endure. I never knew it would be so much harder once

me some selfies, you don’t need to be naked, or doing anything except looking beautiful in them, baby. You make me

constant reassurance. The distance is driving me crazy already and my head is

So stupid I know.

X-rated thoughts about you, Sophs. More so since the weekend. I think I have a problem and literally cannot get my head out of the gutter since then.” He softens his voice, I can

curl up on my side and hold the phone close, trying to make him burrow

you. Like, so much that I feel like I may have to retire from the fight scene, so I can never leave you again…. And I miss you more. Miss you so much that I am calling you, instead of taking the

some satisfaction that Arry always knows how to grovel so well. I can picture soft hazel eyes looking calm and clear

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

maybe working.” I whisper softly, rolling onto my other side and cuddling up to a cushion to picture him against me. Body peeking interest at

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