Chapter 28

Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, not bothering to look back

“Come on, there’s a limit to making a scene.” Melvin was sure she was just making a scene. He had already explained himself. What more did she want from him?

Jocelyn took a deep breath feeling more pathetic and ridiculous by the second.

In his eyes, she was just being a drama queen because she wanted more Yep, to him, she was totally overreacting.

And he had already stooped to coax her, so she should’ve taken the hint and quit while she was ahead.

It used to be the same old story she’d get mad he’d sweet talk her a bit, and she’d drop it all.

Truth be told, back then she kinda liked being coaxed by him because it felt like he actually cared, like she mattered to

him

But thinking it over now, it all seemed like just going through the motions without ever wondering why. She couldn’t even tell if he meant any of it. Or was it just sweet talk to get her into bed and then back to business as usual?

“I’m beat. Let’s go home Melvin said, moving in to grab her hand and pull her towards the apartment building.

Jocelyn stood her ground.

Melvin turned around, his patience obviously wearing thin.

Jocelyn gently wriggled her hand free. “You should go back to your place.”

Melvin unbuttoned his collar, looking pretty ticked

don’t want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool off. Give it some thought whats

at her coldly without saying anything. That calm before the storm

man, he had a way of making her knees

up tonight? His

pounding against her chest, pressuring

steeled herself

a long moment before his lips twisted

with a resounding thud, Jocelyn’s anxiety finally settled.

if venting

knees, gasping for air, fully aware of what her

was it. She and the man she had loved for more

night, Jocelyn slept like a log.

should have been crying her eyes out, tossing and turning all night like the one before, but

her classes and daily life as normal. When she wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting the shops, cooking at home when she felt like it, or dining out when she didn’t, and spending weekends with her folks.

yes? What’s he like? Give us the deets!’ Of course, Daisy was all

“We’re not for each other. I turned

Chapter

Daisy sensed Jocelyn was taking her love life seriously

words. “The quy’s family is loaded. He’s a knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer labels

he’s way wealthier, but

barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy, but just thinking about the

wealth. And those monster-in-laws? Plus, look at those celebs-raking it in, drop-dead gorgeous, but how many

vigorously. “Exactly. So let’s not bother with Mr. Too Good to Be True.”

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