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

invitation, “How about I treat

and

“Why the

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

plans for a celebratory

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

back to the classroom.

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

explain that?

she didn’t call

Turns out her colleague’s 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

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

was pretty tight, walked arm

the place. “First time at a posh

Jocelyn chuckled along.

into a wealthy bachelor here?” Ursula sounded excited,

here too. Wonder if we’ll run

rush? She’ll be at the school in

see me starstruck like

was a parade of exquisite dishes, each seemingly worth

opened a bottle of Lafite, a luxury beyond their

excused herself

but she opted for

way back, she spotted Melvin in

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

door

urge to knock on that door,

didn’t even have the right to catch

eleven, the group left the private room, all

room where Melvin had been, wondering if

Jocelyn had called a car too, but it was still a good

a woman, who was fully dressed, stepping out of the club. The hem of the

coat that billowed as she walked,

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

over and locked

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

of his, did he

taste rose in her throat.

flopped onto her bed, pulled out his Facebook, and considered

in his car made her drop the phone and pull the covers over

applied makeup, yet it

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