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 uncle, Jocelyn didn’t catch why he was poking around, “We’re fine. What about it?”

threw out an invitation, “How about I treat you

School was out and everyone was free

“Why the dinner invite?”

he

already having plans for

biggle, “Alright then,

headed back to the classroom.

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

explain that?

she didn’t

taking them 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

need a guide

colleague with whom she was pretty tight, walked arm in arm at the back,

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

Jocelyn chuckled along.

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

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

at the school in a few days.”

If the students see me starstruck like them,

each seemingly worth half

a luxury

Jocelyn excused herself

the room, but she

her way back, she spotted Melvin in surprise.

she saw a flash of a white floral dress

the door

urge to knock on that door, forcing herself

Melvin’s girlfriend, so she didn’t even have

private room,

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

called a car too, but it

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

an apricot trench coat that billowed as

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

looked over

eyes, quickly replaced by a hint of annoyance. Then he got in the car, which

of his, did he think she

rose in her

her bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered asking if he’d be coming back tonight.

thought of the woman in his car made her drop the phone and

yet it couldn’t

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