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

worried Willow

so much tonight,

hung up without another word and turned off his

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

pushing him away,

who ditched me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of

so bluntly

turmoil but still clinging to

her face, their

those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference

just words of passion meant to release desire, she was

the chance to push

don’t like her, don’t see her,” Melvin kissed

you to see her.”

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

a branding iron, scorching her skin, boiling her blood.

wits amid his

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

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

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

was relentless, and Jocelyn was never his match. Torn

him.

was still with him.

with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a

faces and racing hearts. The hotel bed was sturdy but

but there was a desperation to fill the void in one go.

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

greedily savoring

he knew how addicted he was

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

weeks was finally being replenished tonight.

person in his arms comfortably and

Melvin’s eyes shot open. It was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she wanted to have breakfast

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

there, would sparks have flown between them? Would she no

thought darkened Melvin’s

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