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 might

drank so much tonight, and I’m worried,” Willow

word and turned off his

couch, then cupped Jocelyn’s

her hands against his chest, pushing him away,

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

out so

turmoil but still clinging to some

held her face, their foreheads touching, breath mingling. “I

admit those words thrilled her, easily breaching her feigned indifference

meant to release

Jocelyn took the chance to push her luck.

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

want you

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

iron,

amid his

swallowed, his kisses trailing to the corner

desire, enduring his seduction, her inner turmoil raging.

going this way, wouldn’t all her previous efforts be

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

him.

was still

the sea breeze flirted with the curtains, dancing like the supple waist of a woman, full of grace and

The hotel bed was sturdy

thirst, but there was a desperation to fill the void

towering palm trees outside

greedily savoring

addicted he was

that tormented him when he didn’t touch her, and once

of the past few weeks

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

was a Facebook message from someone named Harrison, asking if she

Jocelyn. He seemed polished, gentlemanly, and well-mannered. She looked happy with him. Most

have flown between them? Would she no longer have

thought darkened Melvin’s

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