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?”

uncle, Jocelyn didn’t catch why he was poking around, “We’re fine.

hearing this, threw out an invitation, “How about

out and everyone was free

brow furrowed, “Why the

better than eating alone” he replied. “Will you join me?”

declined, already having plans for a

it was no biggle, “Alright

that, he headed back

a twinge of guilt but inviting him along would raise eyebrows among her colleagues, and how

explain that?

end, she didn’t call

out her colleague’s new beau was some rich kid. Loaded for sure, but his family wasn’t all that

joint was so big, you’d need a guide not to get lost.

tight,

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

Jocelyn chuckled along.

bachelor here?” Ursula sounded

back, whispering, “Heard Willow’s here too. Wonder if we’ll run into her and get an autograph or

be at the school

me starstruck like them,

each seemingly worth half a month’s salary.

bottle of Lafite, a luxury beyond their usual

excused herself

was one in the room, but she opted for the

she spotted Melvin

from her, towards another door, and she saw a flash

door

sank. She fought the urge to knock on

girlfriend, so she didn’t even have the right to catch him in the act.

group left the private room, all smiles

drifted towards the room where Melvin had been, wondering

had a ride waiting. Jocelyn had called a

and a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out of the club. The hem of the woman’s dress was familiar. It was the one

with waist-lerigth wavy hair, wore an apricot trench coat that billowed as she walked, her

silver Porsche open for her. The woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed the door tenderly before circling the car

he suddenly looked over and locked eyes

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

look of his, did he think she

bitter taste rose in her throat.

onto her bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered asking if

her drop the phone and pull

makeup, yet it couldn’t conceal her

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