The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 38

Ursula got the hint and buzzed off first.

“Sorry, didn’t realize you’d be back so early, so…” Jocelyn felt she had to clear the air, given that she cared about keeping their thing under wraps.

Melvin asked her, “What do you fancy eating? I’ll have someone bring it over.”

Jocelyn went with, “Whatever.”

While Melvin peeled off his jacket and dialed for food, he looked pretty sharp in a white shirt, giving off more gentleness.

“When do you head back?” Jocelyn waited until he put the phone down to pop the question.

Melvin took a seat on the couch and patted his thigh, signaling her to hop on.

They’ve already been through the sex, so there is no need to be shy.

Jocelyn straddled his lap, reaching for his Adam’s apple, and noticed the love bite there turning a shade darker.

“When do you wanna head back? Melvin wrapped an arm around her waist, the other sprawled on the back of the sofa. With his chin tilting up, he looked both enticing and tempting.

Jocelyn had already slipped her hands under his shirt, “I was planning to play around for five days.”

Melvin frowned. He was only in town for business, which would be finished in a quick three days.

“If you’ve got stuff to do, go ahead,” Jocelyn didn’t hold back like some girls, asking him to stick around.

She knew well that better company here didn’t hold a candle to being home.

But right now, she wasn’t in the mood to head back.

Melvin enjoyed her hands wandering under his shirt, sweeping over the marks he’d left on her with lazy eyes, “What’s the fun in going out with these kiss marks?”

“That’s my business, Jocelyn shot back, playing the rebel.

Melvin fished out her restless hand, “You sure you won’t come with me?”

“Nope,” Jocelyn was firm in her rejection.

“Where am I gonna stay then?”

“You’re not homeless, Jocelyn pointed out, “No need to crash at mine anymore.”

Melvin squinted, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

exhausting to come and go?”

leaned back against the sofa, “You never kicked me out before, what’s wrong with

grown up, Jocelyn flashed him a

totally in sync with him. But her attitude was cooler and

“Not living together?”

“Yep.

no trace of longing or hesitation

was right there in his arms, yet she seemed miles away.

are you staring at me for?” Jocelyn held her face, “I have something on my

don’t want to leave, Melvin admitted, unsure what changes were in store after he left. But he

that irresistible and

Melvin held her close, with his gaze falling on her lips where a bruise bloomed

eyes, Melvin barely parted his lips, murmuring with utmost

by

his gaze. A few

tugging at

hard, with her eyes darting away, “I’m hungry.”

on cue, the waiter knocked, delivering

she was a bit overwhelmed. Melvin was relentless with permanent energy. The moment she’d barely

this continued without a stop, she feared he might

before her. After polishing off a few scallops with garlic vermicelli and sipping some rich clam soup, she felt pretty full.

the lobster meat

“I’m kinda full.”

to keep your strength

inhaled sharply at

she took the plate, his

instinctively thought it was Willow, but

darkened his face,

noted his

and now she’s at the station,”

come along to see her enemy.

door, turning back

had no

appetite but still ate the lobster he’d picked

up, she sat alone on the balcony, comforted by the

calling Melvin a few times but held back.

go was a way of being

Jocelyn should seize the day, instead

pot never boils.