The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 47

Talking about being heartless, Jocelyn had got nothing on Melvin.

This dude, one second he was ali lovey dovey and getting all mushy with her, the next he flipped a switch and acted like he didn’t know her from Adam.

Jocelyn figured she must have seriously ticked off Melvin in a past life or something, ’cause why else would she be sticking to him like glue, knowing full well he’s Mr. Irresponsible?

When Melvin said he would hang with her for two days, he meant exactly that. Seizing the moment he stepped out, Jocelyn grabbed her suitcase and hightailed it back to her own apartment.

Melvin’s call wrecked her plans. There she was, ready to have a blast, maybe even score some serious action, and one call from him just blew it all to smithereens

At this rate, when would she ever manage to cut ties with him?

Ursula was back in town, and they met up at the cafe.

“Here’s the stuff you asked for. Look at you, all rosy-cheeked and glowing. Seems like you’ve been well watered.” Ursula handed over the stuff to Jocelyn, teasing her.

Jocelyn took it with a thanks, touched her face without a hint of embarrassment, and sized up Ursula, “So, any progress with that hunky foreigner? Did you get a piece of him?

Ursula made a face. “Foreign guys are just too…” she shook her head.

“Too what?”

“Just too horrible.” Ursula continued shaking her head, “I was totally out of my depth. Halfway through, I just bolted.”

Jocelyn’s jaw dropped, “You bolted halfway through?”

With exaggerated shivers, Ursula confessed, “You have no idea. The moment he stripped, I took one look and just deflated Totally deflated.”

Jocelyn couldn’t help but chuckle at the mental image.

“I’m not into the whole hairy beast thing, you know? A bit here and there is fine, but why can’t they be clean-shaven?” Ursula went on, “All prim and proper in clothes, but naked he’s like cavemen. Total appetite killer.

Jocelyn thought her description was pretty on point, “I mean, at that stage, couldn’t you just close your eyes and go with it? What if he was really good in the sack?”

“Forget it. I thought about it later, what if Mr. One-Night-Wonder left me with a parting gift, like an STD or something? That would totally ruin my life,” Ursula said, sipping her coffee to calm her nerves. I’m just not cut out for casual flings Jocelyn suddenly realized she hadn’t thought this deeply when she first got together with Melvin.

Back then, she was so hot for him, just wanting to land him, make him hers, even if just for one night. Now thinking about it, Ursula’s caution seemed like a good thing. Jocelyn just got lucky she didn’t end up with someone who’d mess around.

Jocelyn took her stuff and headed back to her

back some gifts, or else they might start getting suspicious.

to get her to meet the neighbor’s nephew

of threats and bribes, she only agreed to a distant glimpse If there was a spark they’d take it further. If not,

breed to

near

ael young man

not a bad figure but seemed

together people would think I’d kidnapped some kid or something.” Jocelyn shook her head, “I tke them a bit

don’t you young folks nowadays like younger Boys? You’ve got such

not me Just tell Zelda I’m not a good match for her nephew,” and with

but what could she do?

young guy, he really did seem a bit

to ask around some more for someone more mature and

Jocelyn went shopping with her

hot. A bunch of elders, trying to save on electricity

picking out some clothes for her

“Jocelyn.”

was Harrison, smiling

glasses white shirt, and jeans, Harrison looked

him

sneakily eyeing the guy, then saw her daughter heading out to

bump into you here. At first, I thought I got the

out

to catch her mother openly checking out Harrison and subtly shifted to

Your mom’s here, too? Hope I’m not

Jocelyn replied, “We’re just browsing around aimlessly.”

time? How about I treat you guys to something to drink?” Harrison, fearing rejection, quickly added, “I’m planning to

conversation at that point, Jocelyn

had a café, bubble tea

the sight of Harrison, as if she were the one wanting to cozy up to

at her mother’s clothes, lowering

Jocelyn and asked Harrison, “So, Harrison, you’re a

Yep.

do you teach?”

a university professor, Jocelyn couldn’t stand it anymore, “Can you please stop asking?”