The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

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?”

catch why he

an invitation, “How about I treat you to

today. School was out and everyone was free to head home.

brow furrowed, “Why the

better than eating alone” he replied.

plans for a celebratory dinner.

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

back to

him along would raise eyebrows among her colleagues, and

explain that?

didn’t call out 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 that cultured, so

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

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

the place. “First time at a posh club

Jocelyn chuckled along.

bachelor here?”

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

rush? She’ll be at the school

If the students see me starstruck like them, there goes my authority.”

dishes, each seemingly worth half a month’s

of Lafite, a luxury

herself to the restroom.

room, but she opted for

back, she spotted Melvin in surprise.

was walking away from her, towards another door, and she saw a flash of a white floral

door closed.

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

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

group left the private room, all smiles and

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

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

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

trench coat

door of a silver Porsche open for her. The woman took the passenger seat, and Melvin closed the door tenderly before circling the car to the driver’s

looked over and locked eyes with Jocelyn.

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

his, did he

bitter taste rose

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

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

applied makeup, yet it couldn’t conceal her dark