The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 18

After dinner. Daisy helped tidy up a bit and glanced at the closed bedroom door, commenting, “Usually, the room door is left open for ventilation. It’s not good if the air can’t circulate.”

Jocelyn, afraid that Daisy was going to open the door for her, quickly went over and did it herself. “Yeah, I just closed it while cooking. Didn’t want the cooking smell to get in”

Her eyes swept the room and caught sight of Melvin, frozen in place by her dressing table, looking like a deer caught in

the headlights

Just by watching his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously, she could tell he was on pins and needles

She found it both amusing and a bit heartbreaking

It was amusing seeing him trying to make himself invisible in the corner, but it was heartbreaking realizing how scared he was of their relationship coming to light.

Their so-called relationship only applied to the two of them; to everyone else, it was still under the radar.

Jocelyn saw her parents out of the building and watched them leave. Turning back to Preston, she said, “I don’t have your address so you’ll need to hail a cab yourself. I’ll cover the fare.

Preston has grown up now, right in the thick of adolescence and all the lovey-dovey stuff that goes with it

Add to that the internet age we’re in, kids grow up fast these days, so he was pretty clued up about the birds and the

bees

“Aren’t you bothered by how my uncle treats you? Preston was only now getting the picture of how little respect his

uncle had for Jocelyn.

Jocelyn smiled helplessly. “We agreed from the start.

“Is this what you call dating? Preston asked, cutting to the heart of the matter.

Jocelyn looked down, pressing her lips together, feeling a tightness in her chest.

Preston’s cab arrived. He looked at Jocelyn and sighed softly. “I’m off then.”

Mhm. Drop a message when you get home, or call your uncle.”

After Preston left, Jocelyn didn’t rush upstairs. Instead, she took a seat on a bench.

Flashes of her and Melvin together ran through her mind, crystal clear.

Falling in love is a two-way street, but what she had with Melvin was a case of a one-sided crush.

He didn’t need affection; he made that clear right from the start

she had bravely accepted that

now, it was her who wanted to break the rules of the game, her who

bent over, covering her face,

Taking a deep breath,

Melvin calling.

Hello?

yet? His tone sounded

because of his hide-and-seek act tonight, plus her own irritation. Jocelyn’s response was equally frosty. “What’s the much? Can’t I spend some time with

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was left staring at

stayed downstairs for another fifteen minutes before heading up. Opening the door, she found

their leftovers.

came in, not

up, “We’ll probably have a lot more days like

cigarette, took a drag, and leaned back in his

just a matter of time

to the point

playing dumb or genuinely didn’t catch her drift. “What if they run into you

we explain it?

should have

least, Jocelyn felt incredibly on

why did it always feel like she was the

Melvin said, puffing away; the smoke created

breath, stood up, and poured herself a glass of water. She stood opposite him and asked, Then why

smoke in

old grievances. Looking down at her toes, her eyes misted over, and soon enough, tears

his brow furrowed. He crushed out his cigarette, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tight. “What’s with

tears from her eyes, his hands roaming around her waist, his face buried in her neck, and his kisses moving up

tilt her head back, and he

was straddling him, facing him.

buried lower, and Jocelyn swallowed hard, feeling a tingle at

we going to keep up this…

setting her skin ablaze wherever he touched, stirring

easily he overpowered her and how

answer, his heavy breathing and increasing urgency spoke volumes.

conquered her completely, Jocelyn’s body

to the steady breathing beside her. A chill traced down the

look at Melvin beside her,

ancient times, they said a beauty could

had captured her heart at first

years of crush and three years of love,