The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 45

Right there, under the dazzling streetlights, Jocelyn was laughing her head off, looking drop-dead gorgeous, while the guy behind her had this look in his eyes, like he was totally smitten.

They were the picture of a couple head over heels, with her making a fuss and him chuckling along.

Melvin had this thought bubble up: if life could always be this chill, it wouldn't be half bad.

There was this girl selling flowers by the curb, and Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, looking back at Melvin.

He strolled over and was like, "What's up?"

"Flowers."

"You're not even into that stuff."

"How did you know?"

"I've given them to you before."

"That was you screwing up and saying sorry with flowers."

Melvin gave her the eye, "So what's the occasion today?"

Jocelyn tilted her head up, lips pursed, "Just because love."

Jocelyn was eyeing those red roses in the jar, her heart doing somersaults.

The flower seller could totally see what Jocelyn was getting at and chimed in, "Sir, why not give your girlfriend one? One rose for a lifetime together."

Jocelyn was all about 'forever and ever,' but Melvin? Not so much.

Melvin picked out a rose that wasn't all that lush and handed it to Jocelyn, then asked the seller, "How much?"

"Fifty cents."

Melvin raised an eyebrow, "That cheap?"

The girl flashed a smile, "Yeah, it's off-season, so prices are lower."

"I'll take them all." Melvin was feeling generous. "How much for the lot?"

The seller counted, "Just nineteen left."

"Wrap them up for me." Melvin paid with a quick scan of his phone.

The girl wrapped the flowers up nice and pretty, even added some extra touches, and handed them over to Melvin, "Wishing you two forever and always."

Melvin passed the flowers to Jocelyn, who buried her nose in them. They hardly smelled at all, but to her, it was like heaven.

"Hmph," chuckled Melvin, watching her clutch those flowers like they were a wad of cash.

"What are you 'hmph' about?" Jocelyn glared at him.

Melvin looked at her with mock disdain, "Look at you, acting like they're worth a fortune."

Jocelyn didn't argue, "Second time in my life getting roses, of course they're more precious than money."

Hearing that, Melvin laid off the teasing.

They walked side by side, turning heads with their killer looks.

Suddenly, Jocelyn had a thought, "You got snapped with Willow before. Do you think anyone will recognize you?"

"Nah," Melvin wasn't sweating it, "Even if they do, big deal. Everyone's got friends."

Jocelyn shrugged it off; he sure was laid back about it.

They strolled down the street for ages.

Out of the blue, Jocelyn stopped, stared at Melvin, tilted her head, and smirked.

"What's on your mind now?" Melvin sounded a tad impatient.

Jocelyn bent over and rubbed her calf, "Feeling a bit sore."

"Let's get a ride," said Melvin, whipping out his phone.

"I don't wanna. Might get carsick."

Melvin squinted at her, "So, what? We don't go back; hit up a hotel?"

Jocelyn took a couple of steps towards him, "Carry me."

"Jocelyn, don't push it," Melvin shot her a warning glance.

She raised her eyebrows, "Or I can just head home myself."

Melvin took a deep breath, glanced around, "Are you really gonna make a scene?"