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

he worried Willow might

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

hung up without another word and turned off his

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

his chest, pushing him away, “What’s the

me.” Melvin’s fingers gently traced her swollen lips, a hint of hurt in his puppy-dog eyes. “But I still want you.”

hirm lay it out so bluntly made

but still clinging

were my first.” Melvin held her face, their foreheads

to admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference like

of passion meant to release

the chance to push

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

don’t want you to see her.”

already exploring her waist, his breathing heavy.

a branding iron, scorching her

her wits amid his teasing.

to the corner of her lips, licking

was thrown into a whirlwind of desire, enduring his seduction, her

previous efforts be in

never his match. Torn between resistance and

him.

was still

like the supple

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

a deep thirst, but there

glow with the hint of dawn, and the towering palm trees outside revealed

greedily savoring the

how addicted he was to

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

the past few weeks was finally

person in his arms comfortably and contentedly, closing his eyes too.

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

hit it off with Jocelyn. He seemed polished,

between them? Would she no longer have room for him when

darkened Melvin’s

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