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 do this?

Willow might hear?

to your room looking for you. You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m

up without another word

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

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

a hint

out so bluntly made

turmoil but still clinging to some semblance of

her face, their foreheads touching, breath

thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they were

words of passion meant to release desire,

the chance to push

her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed

want you to

company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a

branding iron, scorching her skin,

maintained her wits amid his teasing. “But she wants

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips, licking gently, tenderly,

a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil

going this way, wouldn’t all her previous

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

him.

was

dancing like the supple waist of a woman,

flushed faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still

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

horizon began to glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed their silhouettes,

held her, greedily

he knew how addicted

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

weeks

his arms comfortably

shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have

to hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished,

between them? Would

thought darkened Melvin’s

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