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.

eyes widened. How could he do this?

worried Willow might hear?

You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m

hung up without another word and turned off his

the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips

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

a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog eyes. “But I still

out so bluntly made her heart

in turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of

held her face, their

those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were nothing.

words of passion meant to release desire, she was all for

took the chance to push

her,”

want you to see her.”

already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just

like a branding iron,

amid his teasing. “But she wants you…”

the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly, and

whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction,

previous

match. Torn between resistance and pleasure, she ultimately lost to

him.

was

flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist

hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but

separation, or perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a

and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes, did Jocelyn finally drift

held her, greedily savoring the moment.

knew how addicted he

addiction that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if trying to drain himself dry.

of the past few weeks

the person in his arms comfortably and

Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if

last night who seemed to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most importantly, they looked

Would she no longer have room for him when she got back?

thought darkened Melvin’s gaze.

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