Chapter 12

Jocelyn lay on her bed, a restless heat coursing through her body, dissipating as Melvin left. His departure marked by an unexpected phone call, a first in their shared moments.

It was the first time he’d bailed on her mid-action because of a ringtone.

Even though she didn’t know who was on the other end, she could tell it was someone big deal.

Before Melvin split, he did drop a line, “Don’t wait up; hit the hay early”

But Jocelyn couldn’t catch a wink.

She was wondering, was it a guy or a gal who called Melvin? Was he gonna make it back tonight?

It wasn’t until half-past three in the morning that she finally dozed off.

Sure enough, Melvin didn’t come home all night.

Jocelyn was no fool, Melvin never admitted she was his girlfriend, so she had no right to grill him about his whereabouts.

After three back-to-back morning classes, and no call or text from Melvin over lunch, she got antsy. She hopped onto his Facebook, hesitated for a sec, but still shot him a message. [Are you home today?]

After sending it, she was glued to her phone screen, but no reply. Just about before her afternoon class, her phone buzzed

She checked it right before stepping into the classroom.

It was just one word.

[No.]

This had never happened before, and her woman’s intuition screamed one possibility at her.

He must be with some chick.

But in the three years they’d been together, she’d never seen him give any woman the time of day. Where did this mystery woman come from?

Then again, maybe it wasn’t about whispering sweet nothings to some dame, but rather he was schmoozing a client, talking shop.

Thinking this eased her mind a bit.

After the last class of the day, Preston caught up with her, “Jocelyn.”

At school, Preston was respectful of his teachers, including her.

Jocelyn turned, “Yes?”

Preston looked concerned, “You and Melvin doing alright?”

why he was poking around, “We’re fine. What about

hearing this, threw out an invitation, “How about I treat

today. School was out and everyone was free to head

“Why the dinner invite?”

better than eating alone” he replied.

already having plans for a

it off like it was no biggle, “Alright then, I’ll just

that, he headed back to

of guilt but inviting him along would

explain that?

the end, she didn’t

her colleague’s new beau was some rich kid. Loaded for sure, but his family wasn’t all that cultured, so they put teachers on a pedestal and treated her like

joint was so big, you’d need a

and Ursula, her colleague with whom she was pretty tight, walked

was scoping the place. “First time at a posh club like this.”

Jocelyn chuckled along.

bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited, “Those cars outside

Willow’s here too. Wonder if we’ll run into her and get an

She’ll be at the school in

the students see me starstruck like them,

of exquisite dishes, each

a bottle of Lafite, a luxury beyond their usual means.

Jocelyn excused herself to

but she opted for the one

back, she spotted Melvin

another door, and she saw a flash of a white floral dress brushing against his pants

the door

knock on that door, forcing herself back to the private

girlfriend, so she didn’t even have the

private room, all smiles and

gaze drifted towards the room where Melvin had

Jocelyn had called a car too, but it was still

inadvertently catching sight of Melvin and a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out

wavy hair, wore an apricot trench coat that billowed as she walked,

ever the gentleman, held the door of a silver Porsche open for her. The woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed the door tenderly before

over and locked eyes

by a hint of annoyance. Then he got in the car, which sped off like a

look of his, did he think she was

rose in her

his Facebook, and considered asking if

his car made her drop the phone and pull the covers over her

makeup, yet it couldn’t conceal her dark

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