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

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

School was out and

furrowed, “Why

better than eating alone” he replied. “Will

having plans for a

was no biggle, “Alright then, I’ll just order some takeout.”

he headed back to

him along would raise eyebrows among her colleagues,

explain that?

didn’t call out

beau was some rich kid. Loaded for sure, but his family wasn’t all that cultured, so they put teachers on a pedestal and treated her like a queen.

so big, you’d need a guide not to get

she was pretty tight, walked arm in arm at

time at a posh club like

Jocelyn chuckled along.

we might bump into a wealthy bachelor here?”

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

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

the students see me starstruck like them, there

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

Lafite, a luxury beyond their

through, Jocelyn excused herself to the restroom.

was one in the room, but

way back, she spotted

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

door

fought the urge to knock on that door, forcing

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

left the private room,

room where Melvin had

waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too, but it was still a good fifteen minutes out.

the end, her gaze inadvertently catching sight of Melvin 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 tangled

woman, masked and with waist-lerigth wavy hair, wore an apricot trench coat that billowed as

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

moment, he suddenly looked over and locked eyes

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

his, did he

bitter taste rose in

bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered

made her drop the phone and pull

makeup, yet

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