The Carrero Effect (Carrero series book 1)

le?" his eyebrows dip as he questions, unus

grip

pressed himself against me whenever I tried to pass him. In his late sixties, small, and overweight. I was surprised he still had those kinds of urges a

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illionaire's mouth should be. I wonder how much he spends on dental work ev

a lot." A surge of satisfaction at how cool and calm I sound once again rushes through my body. My nerves are

the most gorgeous pure green I've seen; in fac

, and the butterflies swoop back in. I blush, the heat rising up my face, and it annoys me as I try to maintain my professional maturity, but I'd loved Kay

from a lowly admin assistant through a company like this in just five years, especia

speed with her requirements." Margo's beaming at me with an odd twinkle in her eye. I like her. She's still standing close, observing us and is oblivious

slight humor in his expression, a hint of that Carrero charm he's famed for. It's hard not to fall for it if I'm

ative gaze he has going on now. "Nothing I can't

iable hours we sometimes keep? This job can be full on, Miss. Anderson. It's not for the fa

'm 100% committed to my career, so it will not be an issue." I repl

g at me. Still trying to scrape away at my surface and fig

come to New York, and I don't know many people outside of work." My voice s

in a move that's devastating to my hormones and makes my body tingle and my temperature soar witho

Emma. Have a little

m other people to be happy." I realize I've let my mouth shift into gear ahead of my brain and revealed m

ep people at arm's length, even Sarah, because it suits me to do

n, more probing as this excruciating "c

young girl like you should live

e returning to her previous position. I smile emptily and ignore the urge to grimace at her words. If only she knew how that thought repulsed me. On

pression to the older woman; a complete change to his first smile. This one seems more natural and even mor

perfect fit ..." She turns her cloudy gray eyes

and places a hand on his arm, showing the special bond they seem to share, and I wonder at it. T

dle the demands," I

it; you'll rake up plenty of air miles in the next few months." Margo smiles again wistfully, this time patting Jake on the s

ives me a comical frown, those alluring eyes back on

s with a cheeky smirk that heats my sto

rnal wave fizzles away as quickly as it appeared. I'm sure I'll never see the i

." Margo waves her hand, throwing him a glanc

o the door behind me, and I nod. Mr. Carrero stands from the perched position of his desk ed

and smile tightly to disguise all the sensations. Sighing with relief that this meeting is over; I nod before I turn an

for the first time. My underwear didn

e one