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?”

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

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

out and

furrowed, “Why the dinner invite?”

eating alone” he

plans for

no biggle, “Alright then, I’ll just order some

headed back to

twinge of guilt but inviting him along would raise

explain that?

end, she didn’t

to some 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

was so big, you’d need a guide

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

scoping the place. “First time

Jocelyn chuckled along.

bump into a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited,

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

rush? She’ll be at the

students see me starstruck like them, there

of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth half a

opened a bottle of Lafite, a luxury

herself to the

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

back, she spotted

flash of

the door

urge to knock on that door, forcing herself back to the private room.

didn’t even have the right to catch him

private room, all smiles and

had been, wondering if he was still

had a ride waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too, but

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

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

a silver Porsche open for her. The woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed

over and locked eyes

Then

his, did he think she was

taste rose

Facebook, and considered asking if he’d be coming

the thought of the woman in his car made her drop the phone and pull the covers over her head.

applied makeup, yet

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