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.

joined in. The two strays under the window were like

of the night made the

couldn’t take it anymore. Propping herself up in her arms, she declared, “I’m going to shoo away those

and grabbed her, his voice

pillow or the cats in heat, but his thoughts. were far from

restless, eager thoughts surged

voice trembled as she instinctively licked her lips. His hand was so

of moonlight slipped through the window, allowing Howard

make you unwell? Or did Mr. Thomas give you

with the little thing that had fallen from his

he said with restraint. There’s

were deep, profound. He watched her in silence until her heartbeat quickened.

breathing became

check your pulse to

no saint. I can’t be

Chadwick. You’re craving something. Then, let

in closer, clumsily mimicking what he had once done, pressing her lips to his in a tentative kiss. Her

his breathing heavily, almost like a groan. His long fingers clutched