And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 98

The creaking of the ancient four–poster bed seemed to whisper secrets in the night.

Gwendolyn wrung her hands with nervousness. “Maybe, maybe I should just bunk with Grandma tonight.”

It had been her initial decision to keep from disturbing Nicolette’s sleep.

Beneath the quilt, a warm, strong hand seized hers.

“You can’t sleep with your grandmother every night, right? She might get suspicious.” They were husband and wife, after all. It wasn’t right to be sleeping apart all the time.

“So, I’ll… stay here then, Gwendolyn resigned.

Lying side by side with rigid bodies and shallow breaths, they desperately tried to lull themselves into sleep. But the night only seemed to heighten their awareness, and a subtle tension grew between them.

“Meow…”

“Meow, meow.”

A stray cat’s call was persistent, long, and melodious outside the window.

It was spring, and the cats were in heat.

before another joined in. The two strays under the window were like warring sprites, their cries growing

made the cats‘ “meow–meow” all the

herself up in her arms, she declared,

and grabbed her, his voice rough and

the small box hidden under the pillow or the cats in heat,

thoughts surged

voice trembled as she instinctively licked her

moonlight slipped through the window, allowing Howard

did Mr. Thomas

problem with the little thing that had

grip tightened as he said with restraint. There’s

He watched her in silence until her heartbeat quickened.

became

I could check your pulse to see if

voice was even hoarser. “Gwendolyn, I’m no saint. I can’t be free

Chadwick. You’re craving something. Then, let me help

once done, pressing her lips to his in a tentative kiss. Her initiative jolted his nerves.

long fingers clutched the bedsheets so tightly that