Chapter 35

Melvin was totally drunk last night.

Jocelyn had no interest in reasoning with a drunk. She just let him cling to her, knowing that once his buzz wore off, he’d simmer down naturally.

Deep down, she could sense that Melvin was a bit obsessive.

She wasn’t sure if his love was true, but like he said, he wouldn’t let her go without his consent.

Sometimes she even wondered if he’d crash her wedding if she married someone else.

Melvin definitely had a possessive streak. Sometimes he acted like he didn’t care about her, and other times he came

on super strong.

But he never said he loved her.

It took a while, but eventually, Jocelyn felt Melvin’s emotions stabilize. Yet, his grip didn’t loosen; he was still holding her tight

“Wanna sip some water?” Jocelyn asked softly, patting his back.

At her words, his grip tightened like a startled bird, scared she might fly away.

Jocelyn stayed quiet, silently waiting for him to let go.

It wasn’t until his phone buzzed that he finally moved.

He didn’t answer though.

The phone went silent, then buzzed again.

Jocelyn had a hunch about who might be calling at this hour. Since he came with Willow, it wasn’t a stretch to guess that maybe he and Willow were an item.

When the phone rang a third time, Melvin finally pulled out his phone, and answered the call.

“Melvin, where are you?” Willow’s anxious voice came through.

Jocelyn turned her head away, she was able to hear Willow’s voice because it was so quiet.

“What’s up?” Melvin asked.

Jocelyn tried to leave, but Melvin grabbed her hand, pushed her against the wall, coming up to her and kissing her on the lips.

could

he worried Willow might hear?

you. You weren’t there. You drank so much

without another word and

couch, then

put her hands against his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the point

traced her swollen lips, a hint

out so

erratic, her mind in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of sanity. “But you

face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I only want you.”

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her

just words of passion meant to

Willow, Jocelyn took the chance to push her

her,” Melvin kissed the

you to see her.”

hands were already exploring her waist, his

touch was like a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling

wits amid his teasing.

trailing to the corner of her

desire, enduring his seduction, her inner

all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would just

and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she

him.

her heart was still with

dancing like the supple waist

restrained breaths mingled, causing flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel

it was the long separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a desperation to fill the void in one go.

to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally drift off to

her, greedily savoring the moment.

addicted he was to

the kind of addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if

past few weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

comfortably

a Facebook message from someone named Harrison,

last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly,

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no longer have room for him

thought darkened Melvin’s

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