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.

How could he do this?

worried Willow

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

Melvin hung up without another word and turned

the couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s

chest, pushing him away, “What’s

swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog eyes. “But I still want

so bluntly

still clinging to some semblance of

first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads

thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like they

passion meant to release desire, she was all

the chance

her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed the tip of her nose.

want you

my company,” Melvin’s hands were already exploring her waist,

touch was like a branding iron, scorching

her wits amid his teasing. “But she wants you…”

corner of

of desire, enduring his

things kept going this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be in vain? Everything would

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

him.

heart was still with him.

flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist

faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but still uttered cautious, muffled creaks.

but

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

held her, greedily savoring the

addicted

her, and once he did, he couldn’t stop, as if trying

of the past few weeks was

his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his eyes

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

of the man from 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 like

Would she no longer

thought darkened Melvin’s gaze.

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