How far from the hotel did we stray? Seems like an eternity.
I need to get out of this stifling car. Take deep breaths to both cool and calm myself.
“You’re all of those things, Emma, and I think partly, because of the s**t you endured.” He sighs heavily. He truly doesn’t know what he’s talking about.
“You’re also allowed to be human and … vulnerable … You’re allowed to let someone in. Let me in!” he’s almost pleading at me.
“Not with my job, Mr. Carrero.” I smile emptily, my voice lighter while trying to sound normal, wishing to end the tension between us. Even though he doesn’t reciprocate, his eyes soften, and I wipe away my tears, turning to him once again. Calm and in control once more.
“Even with your job,” he answers gently, reaching out and taking my fingers in his tenderl
