The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 159

Jocelyn cleared her throat, looking at the bustling street around them. "You know, with so many people around, you might want to consider keeping up appearances."

"I don't care about appearances," Melvin countered, his gaze challenging. "When have I ever been less than human?"

"I'm not saying you're not human. It's just... even the most confident of men feel a bit jittery meeting their girlfriend's parents for the first time." Jocelyn's hand rested against his chest. "You're pretty down-to-earth right now. That's a compliment, by the way."

Melvin snorted. "Or a complaint?"

"Wouldn't dare."

He gently took her chin in his hand. "I've forgiven you for cozying up to Harrison, for the photos, for meeting his parents, and even for that overnight stay. Can't you be a little more generous?"

So that was it. He'd been waiting for the right moment to bring it up all along.

Jocelyn glared at him. "I’ve been with you for more than three years. Can’t you see through my feelings for you? Don’t you have trust in me?"

"Do you trust me, then?" Melvin's eyes dropped to her lips, which were pursed in frustration. His voice turned husky. "Can you take me to your parents?"

Jocelyn bit her lip. She tried to play it cool, but Melvin was already leaning in close.

His lips hovered a mere breath away from hers.

"Yep," was all she managed in response.

At that sound, Melvin captured her lips with his own.

In the midst of the public square, he ignored the stares of passersby and savored her taste.

Jocelyn's heart raced as she was utterly aware of his transformation.

A kiss like this? Unthinkable in the past. Even holding hands had been out of the question.

While she rejoiced in his change, a question nagged at her.

Why this sudden shift?

"What are you thinking about?" Melvin asked, noticing her eyes open.

"Nothing," Jocelyn shook her head.

Melvin pulled her into his embrace and opened the car door. "Let's head home."

As Jocelyn settled into the passenger seat, she watched Melvin buckle her in with care. It felt like him, yet not him.

This man must truly have a masochistic streak, she thought. He was finally doing all the things she had once hoped for, but now it seemed out of character.

Just as Melvin was about to drive, a nanny van blocked their path. The woman who stepped out was shaded by sunglasses. But it was still recognizable to those who knew her.

"What are you going to do, Melvin?" Willow's voice was seething with anger, even behind her dark lenses.

Melvin's expression soured at the sight of her. "Get out of the way!"

Willow stepped closer to block his way, and caught sight of Jocelyn in the car.

"Why is she in your car?" she hissed.

"None of your business." Melvin didn't mince words with those he disliked, regardless of their gender.

"She's with that guy, and you're still..." Willow turned to Melvin. "Were you with her last night?"

Melvin's face darkened with fury. He glared at Willow. "If you don't want your career to tank, you'd better back off. Don't push me."

"Are you so heartless?" Willow ripped off her sunglasses, livid. "She has a boyfriend, and yet you sleep with her. Who's the shameless one now?"

"Don't make me expose your notoriety completely," Melvin warned, his eyes menacing. "You've crossed the line."

Willow faltered, fear seeping into her defiance. She knew better than to provoke Melvin any further. In showbiz, she couldn't stand without his support.

Taking a deep breath, she glared at Jocelyn in the passenger seat. "Do you really think he'll marry you? Don't delude yourself. You're just a comfortable pair of shoes to him, ones he can't bear to part with but worth nothing."

Jocelyn's brow furrowed.