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?”

catch why he

invitation, “How about I treat you

evening class today. School was out and everyone was free to head home.

furrowed, “Why the dinner

alone” he replied.

declined, already having plans

it off like it was no biggle,

headed back to

guilt but inviting him along would

explain that?

she didn’t call

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

you’d need a

pretty tight,

“First time at a posh club like

Jocelyn chuckled along.

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

up front stepped back, whispering, “Heard Willow’s here too. Wonder if we’ll run into her and

rush? She’ll be at the school in a

If the students see me starstruck like

was a parade of exquisite dishes, each

bottle of Lafite, a

excused herself to the restroom.

was one in the room, but she opted

way back, she spotted Melvin in

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

the door

sank. She fought the urge to knock on

have the right to catch him in the

left the private room, all smiles

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

had called a car too, but it was

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

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

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

looked over and locked eyes with

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

look of his, did he think

bitter taste rose in her

out his Facebook, and considered asking if he’d

in his car made her drop the

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

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