The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 21

In the bathroom, the sound of the water became all sultry and muffled.

That bright red dress was completely drenched on the floor, tangled with the black shirt in the water. They seemed to be wrapped up in each other, extra clingy…

Jocelyn was lying in bed, feeling like she’d just had a full body massage, sort of sore but totally excited.

She rolled over, and there was her guy, puffing away at his cigarette, looking pretty damn content.

You know how they say couples fight like cats and dogs but make up just as quickly? Well, that was pretty much them to a T Melvin knew she was crazy about him, so all he had to do was show her a little warmth, and she’d totally forget

about wanting to dump him.

He glanced over at her stretched out his arm, and like clockwork, she snuggled up on it, casually draping her hand across his chest, legs all tangled up with his under the covers, basically clinging to him.

She’d always cuddle up to him before falling asleep, but wouldn’t last long before she’d roll over to her side.

Melvin didn’t seem to mind her weight one bit and just let her be.

“I’m planning to head back home tomorrow,” Jocelyn said, tracing circles on his chest.

Melvin took a deep drag of his cigarette, turned around, and stubbed it out in the ashtray, “Drive yourself by my car.

So, he wasn’t going to give her a ride.

Jocelyn didn’t have any delusions about him offering one anyway. “It won’t be necessary. I’ll just hail a ride.

Wouldn’t it be handier to drive yourself?” Melvin glanced at her, “What’s the point of having a license if you don’t drive?”

“I’m not the best driver.

You’ve got insurance. As long as you don’t hit anyone, you’re good.”

Sometimes his bossiness was just too much, making her instantly want to shut up.

She turned to face the other way, and Melvin got up to the bathroom. It was a while before he came back and spooned her from behind, getting all up in her neck and getting handsy.

Jocelyn pretty much surrendered to his energy, shrugging her shoulders lightly. “I wanna sleep”

your folks?” he breathed into her ear.

bit back,

rested on her lower

didn’t put out that fire, there was no way

but he pinned her

knew what he was up

was having a serious chat, but the

more intense

a bit thoughtless, crashing at someone’s place who’s just tied the

lip, afraid her voice would betray her blush if she spoke, but he was pushing her to talk.

control her voice, 1.

end, she lost the battle.

he bit her shoulder with a

Chapter 21

heat of summer, underneath the covers, it

tangled up, and Jocelyn was genuinely

endless, seriously

lips against her shoulder, voice low and sexy, his

debate.

a high-necked sleeveless black dress, slightly conservative

elegant

hair draped over her shoulders, giving off a lazy

asked with a smile, “Aren’t you

shook her head and answered, I’m good.”

covering up the bite mark Melvin left on her shoulder last night, would she really dress like this?

He got some urgent work stuff, so he needs to rush over,” Quinta linked arms with Jocelyn, her face glowing as they walked into the restaurant.

crowded. Damian was standing there, wolfing down his meal. Seeing them, he called out, “Got some emergency at work, gotta bolt after this

took his last bite and really did dash off.

watched Damian hurry away and asked Quinta, ‘Why’s

a small-town police station. They’ve got their hands full,” Quinta motioned her to sit down. You weren’t

“This is plenty

on their meals

she could tell Quinta had hit the jackpot this time because her glow was

for once, Too early to tell if it’s right