Chapter 552

• “Baby, wait until I’m back to do this?” Jake is trying to tug the case out of my hands. We’re back in the Manhattan apartment and have been overseeing the packing of some of his favorite items and our clothes to be shipped to the Hamptons for a couple of days. The journey home was sickness-free, and I’m starting to feel much better these days. I am beginning to feel great, especially now that I have the full undivided attention of my lover once more, and he’s only too willing to keep me satisfied.
• “No, I told you. I’ll take Mathews if you’re so damned hell-bent on me having an escort. I’m sure he’s a major in karate, kill whatsits or some other nonsense. I know you sometimes spar with him in the gym downstairs, so he must be a deathly ninja of some kind to put up with your crazy martial art commando ways.” I huff back, trying to wrestle the handle free from his annoyingly strong grip.
• “Emma, I said no!” Jake yanks the case out of my hands, throwing it behind him on the floor. The contents splay everywhere in a crazy dramatic fashion. I square up and glare at him angrily. So seriously not in the mood for immature bossy dickhead Carrero right now.