The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 12

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?”

He’s your uncle, Jocelyn didn’t catch why he was poking

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

class today. School was out and everyone was free

brow furrowed, “Why

alone” he replied. “Will you join me?”

already having plans for a celebratory

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

he headed back to

guilt but inviting him along would raise eyebrows among

explain that?

she didn’t call out

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

so big, you’d need a guide not

was pretty tight, walked arm in arm at

was scoping the place. “First time at a posh

Jocelyn chuckled along.

a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited, “Those

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

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

same, man. If the students see me starstruck like them, there

was a parade of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth half a

opened a bottle of Lafite, a luxury beyond their usual

herself to the restroom.

the room, but she

back, she spotted Melvin

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

the door

She fought the urge to knock on that door, forcing herself back

have the right

eleven, the group left the private room, all

room where Melvin had been, wondering

waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too, but

waited until the end, her gaze inadvertently catching sight of Melvin and a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out

waist-lerigth wavy hair, wore an apricot trench coat that billowed

open for her. The woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed the door tenderly before circling the car to the driver’s side.

that moment, he suddenly looked over and locked eyes

annoyance. Then he

look of his, did he think she was

rose in her

onto her bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered asking if he’d be coming

her drop the phone and pull the covers over her head.

next day, Jocelyn applied makeup, yet it

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