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

Willow might

You weren’t there. You drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow continued, “Where

up without another word and turned off his

couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s face, kissing her lips tenderly.

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

Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a

it out so bluntly made her heart

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

my first.” Melvin held her face, their

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching

if they were just words of passion meant to release desire, she was all for it.

the chance

you don’t like her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed the tip of her

want you to see her.”

exploring her waist, his breathing heavy. “She’s just a business partner.”

iron, scorching her skin, boiling her

wits amid his

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner of her lips,

a whirlwind of desire,

her previous efforts be in vain? Everything

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

him.

was

the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of grace and allure.

hearts. The hotel

perhaps a deep thirst, but there was a

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

held her, greedily

knew how addicted he was

touch her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop,

few weeks

comfortably and contentedly,

open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if

seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She

he not been there, would sparks have flown between them? Would

thought darkened Melvin’s

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