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?”

Jocelyn didn’t catch why

an invitation, “How about I treat

School was out and everyone was free to head

“Why the dinner invite?”

than eating alone” he replied. “Will you join me?”

having plans for a celebratory dinner.

was no biggle,

that, he headed back to the

twinge of guilt but inviting him along would raise eyebrows among her colleagues,

explain that?

she didn’t call out

out her colleague’s new beau was some rich kid.

need a guide not to

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

was scoping the place. “First time at a posh

Jocelyn chuckled along.

bachelor here?”

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

the rush? She’ll be at the school

me starstruck like them, there

exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth half

of Lafite, a luxury

herself to the restroom.

in the room, but

way back, she spotted Melvin

another door, and she saw a flash of a white floral dress brushing against

the door

fought the urge to knock on that

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

private room, all smiles

Melvin had been, wondering

called a car too, but it was still

the end, her gaze inadvertently catching sight of Melvin and a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out of the club. The hem of

coat that billowed

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

suddenly looked over

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

of his, did he think she was tailing

bitter taste rose in her

pulled out his Facebook,

car made her drop the phone

makeup, yet it couldn’t conceal her dark circles.

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