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?”

He’s your uncle, Jocelyn didn’t catch why he was poking around, “We’re

an invitation, “How about I treat

was out and everyone

furrowed, “Why the dinner invite?”

he replied. “Will you

already having plans for a celebratory dinner.

off like it was no biggle, “Alright then, I’ll

that, he headed back to the

him along would raise eyebrows

explain that?

the end, she didn’t

out her colleague’s new beau was some rich

was so big, you’d need a guide not to get lost.

colleague with whom she was pretty tight,

“First time at a posh club like

Jocelyn chuckled along.

we might bump into a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula

Wonder if we’ll run

rush? She’ll be at the school in a

the same, man. If the students see me

parade of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth half

opened a bottle of Lafite, a luxury

through, Jocelyn excused herself to

but she

back, she spotted

door, and she saw a flash of a white floral dress brushing against his pants as he entered.

door

fought the urge to knock on that door, forcing herself back to

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

group left the private room, all

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

a car too, but it was still a

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 around

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 closed the door tenderly before circling the car

suddenly looked over and

of annoyance. Then he got

his, did he think she was

taste rose in her throat.

Facebook, and considered

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

makeup, yet it

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