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?”

uncle, Jocelyn didn’t catch why he was poking

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

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

“Why

he replied. “Will you join

having plans for a celebratory dinner.

no biggle, “Alright then,

he headed back to the

inviting him along would raise eyebrows among

explain that?

the end, she didn’t call out

new 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

big, you’d need a guide

colleague with whom she was pretty tight, walked

the place. “First time at a posh

Jocelyn chuckled along.

we might bump into a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited, “Those cars outside screamed

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

the school in

If the students see me starstruck like them, there

of exquisite dishes, each seemingly

of Lafite, a

herself to

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

her way back, she spotted

away from her, towards another door, and she saw a flash

the door

to knock on that

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

the group left the private room, all smiles and chatter.

Melvin had been, wondering if he was still

ride waiting. Jocelyn had called a car too,

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

coat that billowed as she walked,

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

moment, he suddenly looked over and locked eyes with

annoyance. Then he

did he

bitter taste rose

Facebook, and considered asking if he’d be coming back tonight.

the woman in his car made her drop the phone and pull the

makeup, yet it

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