Chapter 1

Jocelyn Winslet slumped against Melvin Martinez’s chest, feeling utterly zapped. She listened to his strong heartbeat and basked in the residual warmth he left inside her, her emotions surging. It took quite a while for her to simmer down. Post-romp, he was puffing on a cigarette, blowing smoke rings, looking like he was in seventh heaven.

“I’m twenty-six this year. Jocelyn’s hand rested on his chest, her voice coquettish and soft, “My folks are on my back about getting hitched.”

Ashes fluttered on the duvet

She felt his heartbeat skip.

Melvin casually flicked the ashes off the duvet and asked nonchalantly, “Got anyone in mind for that walk down the aisle?”

“Mhm.”

Do you dig him?

“He says he’s up for giving me a home.”

Melvin took a drag and then stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

“Well, that’s nice. I’ll clear out in a bit.” He gently pushed her away, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and headed to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water, Jocelyn felt a pang in her heart. She threw off the covers, stepped out of bed barefoot, and opened the bathroom door. Inside, steam clouded the air, and his lean, toned physique-broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs-brought joy to her otherwise dull life.

Melvin turned around, facing her through the mist. He turned off the water and asked, “What’s up? Looking for another

round?”

It had been three years. There were many moments of honesty between Jocelyn and Melvin, but each time she still feit a hint of shyness.

However, her shyness didn’t mean she was afraid.

She moved toward him, her hands caressing his chest, slowly drifting lower until he let out a muffled groan. She kissed the water on his chest, mist in her eyes, her lips parted slightly, “You really won’t marry me?

Melvin looked up, eyes closed, with a look of bliss on his face, “We had a deal from the start.”

But can you bear to let me go? Jocelyn knew just how to touch his sensitive spots, making him almost desperate to give his all to her.

Melvin swallowed hard, his throat dry, and Jocelyn bit down on his Adam’s apple.

His eyes snapped open, his large hands gripping her waist, lifting her. And his voice husky. Then don’t get married.”

“I can’t afford to wait.” Jocelyn looked up, the mist and the light above her head swirling in her vision.

“Then go get married.”

His voice was gravelly and thinking of her being intimate with another man drove him into a frenzy. He wished he could just end her.

That way, she’d never marry anyone

Jocelyn used all her tricks, hoping to make Melvin yearn for her, even if he lied about wanting to marry her, but he left decisively.

over the pillow he had slept on, thinking back

drunk on the street, and she

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night, fueled by alcohol, they were passionately

and if she was up for it, they could keep it casual until she wanted to

his word, he did just

together, and at

polished, chatty, and easy to talk to, making her feel like she was catching up

said, “Does that guy know you? He’s been staring at

and locked eyes with

that he was here

before; he couldn’t possibly be

suspicion was quickly dismissed when a sultry woman sashayed over to him, and as soon as she sat

that, he had found

quite the appetite. Aside from her menstrual cycle, he needs it every

her composure and flashed

dinner, Declan dropped Jocelyn off.

still there. Jocelyn inadvertently

at home, her mother, Daisy, called to check

aware of her parents’ thoughts, at twenty-six and unmarried, she was far away and it didn’t matter to her, but her

second kids, she didn’t

candidly shared her feelings about Declan while stepping out of the elevator, “He seems nice. Probably a match

marriage.

a familiar scent of tobacco. Looking up, she saw Melvin leaning against her door, his coat draped over

smoke.

was he here?

in the

and fished for her keys, walking past him

slightly, enveloping

was used

unlocked the

eyes were so seductive that they made her blush.

liked, no, she loved

Melvin loved her too. Otherwise, why would he be so earnest every night?

had been together for

was good to het giving her

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a friend’s wedding and told

“Only fools get

she felt like she was thrown into an icy pool, chilled

clue. Melvin

only loved the feeling of being

thinking they’re the exception. That’s

time, she

something, Melvin?”

out all his things. These past few days, she

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