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.

ran her hand over the pillow he had slept on, thinking

earlier, be had been drunk on the street, and she had taken advantage of the situation, bring him

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night, fueled by alcohol, they were passionately entwined.

and if she was up for it, they could keep it casual until she wanted to marry. Then she’d just tell

he did just that

alone together, and at first, there was

talk to, making her feel like she

know you?

eyes with Melvin, her

that he

before; he couldn’t possibly be stalking her,

over to him, and as soon as she sat down, Melvin’s gaze never strayed

he had found a new

appetite. Aside from her

her composure and flashed Declan a smile, “Don’t know him.”

dinner, Declan dropped Jocelyn off.

and that woman were still there. Jocelyn inadvertently saw the woman’s foot

the elevator at home, her

her parents’ thoughts, at twenty-six and unmarried, she was far away and it

on their second kids, she didn’t even have a prospect, practically drowning in their

while stepping out of

marriage.

against her door, his coat draped over his wrist, legs crossed, with a

smoke.

was he

in the sheets with his new flame?

for her keys,

slightly, enveloping Jocelyn

used to it.

unlocked the

Melvin’s inscrutable gaze. His eyes were so

liked, no, she loved

thought Melvin loved her too. Otherwise, why would he be so earnest

had been together

het giving her everything she wanted except mamage.

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friend’s wedding and told him how romantic and

he said, “Only fools get

into an icy pool,

been her clue. Melvin didn’t

only loved the feeling

the exception. That’s why they keep hitting the

she turned back.

something, Melvin?”

These past few days, she had even fantasized about

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