And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 68

Jeannie bustled around like a busy bee, fussing over Gwendolyn’s dress, fluffing the layers of white tulle to perfection.

Roselind, arm in arm with Jameson, watched with a contented smile. “We were just like them in our younger days, she said.,

Jamesch gazed fondly at his wife, “For our thirtieth anniversary, I’ll take you abroad for a vow renewal photoshoot. Can’t believe the kids are all grown up. I’m not ready to be old yet.”

Roselind pinched his arm playfully, “You better not be sneaking any of those pills Nathan gave you.”

*I promise, I won’t,” Jameson pleaded, rubbing his arm.

The studio resonated with the sound of camera shutters.

“Get a bit closer. Relax your posture, bride, lean in.”

The photographer barked instructions, “Groom, wrap your arm around the bride’s waist.”

As their poses grew more intimate, Gwendolyn’s cheeks blazed as if brushed with the boldest rouge. She moved in closer, almost tumbling into Howard’s embrace.

His palm was warm against her waist, the heat seeping through the fabric of her gown.

The photographer snapped away, capturing their closeness.

other, and cuddle

the groom’s unique situation, the photographer had Gwendolyn stand in front of Howard, wrapping their arms

it

Chadwick,” she whimpered, seeking rescue.

bear with it,” he whispered, a playful glint in his eyes,

tugged her hand around his waist as she edged closer,

warm and reassuring, awakened a deep, instinctive stir within her. They were so close now, their lips a breath away from touching.

Bride, tighten your grip, don’t be shy.” The photographer circled them, looking

best shots.

excitement, sneakily snapped pictures on her phone to share on her

media.

Gwendolyn were just

then we’ll switch gowns,” the photographer said, pleased with the raw images.

on the carpet, guiding Gwendolyn to sit among

special, so we’ll need the bride to sit for this shot. Make it

in closer.”

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framed the shot, giving further Instructions.

moment, bride, you’ll turn slightly, and groom, you’ll lean in

eyes widened