The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO) novel Chapter 242

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.

“No. No fucking way is anyone sticking 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 protectively like a wolf guarding it’s kill with an expression that clearly said, if you touch her again, I’ll actually kill you with my bare hands.

Poor Jake. I didn’t help make anything better, falling into a giggling fit, finding the whole situation hilarious, the poor doctor. I couldn’t answer any questions without tears filling my eyes anytime I caught sight of Jake’s violent glare. In the end my demeanor softened Jake enough for the doctor to get within five feet of me and finish our appointment.

I know I’ll probably 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 in New York.

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It reminds me of the Jake I miss like crazy. The one I have yet to seduce. If only I could get my head to calm down over these confused emotions about my mother, so I can concentrate on seducing Jake back to his former glorious

self. The lack of sex is starting to show on both of us. He