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

out an invitation, “How about I treat

and

“Why the dinner invite?”

than eating alone” he replied. “Will

declined, already having plans for a celebratory

off like it was no biggle, “Alright then, I’ll just order some takeout.”

back to the classroom.

but inviting him along would raise eyebrows among

explain that?

didn’t call out to

swanky club that must’ve cost an arm and a leg. Turns out 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

need a guide

she was pretty tight, walked arm in arm at the

scoping the place. “First time

Jocelyn chuckled along.

here?” Ursula sounded excited, “Those cars outside screamed money.”

here too. Wonder if we’ll run into her and

the rush? She’ll be at the school in a few

the students see me starstruck like them, there goes

of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth

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

Jocelyn excused herself to the restroom.

room, but she

back, she

saw a flash of a white floral dress brushing against his pants as he entered.

door closed.

on that door, forcing

have

left the private room, all

the room where Melvin had been, wondering if he was still

club, everyone had a ride waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too, but it was still a good fifteen minutes

and a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out of the

apricot trench coat that billowed as she walked, her presence exuding an extraordinary aura…

woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed the door tenderly before

he suddenly looked over

annoyance. Then he got in the car,

of his, did he

bitter taste rose in her

her bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered

in his car made her drop the phone and pull the

applied makeup, yet it couldn’t

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