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?”

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

out an invitation, “How about I treat

out and everyone was free to head home.

“Why

alone” he replied. “Will you join

declined, already having plans for a celebratory dinner.

biggle, “Alright then, I’ll just order some

that, he headed back

inviting him along would raise eyebrows among her colleagues, and

explain that?

the end, she didn’t call out

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

you’d need

with whom she was pretty tight, walked arm in arm at

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

Jocelyn chuckled along.

a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited,

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

be at the school in

If the students see me starstruck like them, there goes my

of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth

bottle of Lafite, a luxury beyond their

through, Jocelyn excused herself to the

was one in the room, but she opted for the one outside.

back, she spotted Melvin in surprise.

a flash of a white floral dress brushing against his pants

door closed.

knock on that door, forcing herself back to

have the right to catch

left the private room, all smiles and

towards the room where Melvin had

ride waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too, but it was still

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

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

door of a silver Porsche open for her. The woman took the passenger seat,

moment, he suddenly looked over and locked eyes

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

of his, did he think she was tailing him?

taste rose in her throat.

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

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

next day, Jocelyn applied makeup, yet it couldn’t conceal her dark

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