And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 259

At nine o’clock in the evening, valor came through like a whirlwind, grabbing his collection of condoms and various adult toys from Howard’s place.

Only one box of condoms was left in the drawer, the very same one they had opened back at Crescent Village.

Howard held the box with his lean fingers and turned to Gwendolyn, his voice teasing, “Shall we use it up? It’ll go bad if we don’t.”

His gaze was unapologetically hungry, the desire for her plain to see.

Gwendolyn’s eyes shimmered with brightness and shyness, her voice a whisper. “I hate to waste them, either.”

The subtext was crystal clear.

Howard chuckled. His excitement was palpable as his pale fingers with their writer’s calluses hovered over the zipper on her back, sending a tingle down her spine.

“Hold on. Let me check in with the hospital first Gwendolyn remembered the last time they were interrupted and quickly texted the on–call doctor. Only when she assured herself that all was well did she relax.

“Bath time,” Howard declared, scooping her in his arms and striding into the bathroom. He set her on the vanity, their eyes level, and captured her lips in a deep kiss, Gwendolyn, breathless, clung to him.

She wanted this, too.

a

ring

she

he said firmly, determined not to answer,

been an emergency!” Marina’s

Howard reluctantly stepped back at Gwendolyn’s

peck on her lips, he quipped, “Next time, well get a

nodded, the picture of understanding.

anxious

has been calling repeatedly. She said, um,

look like

call back and said

“Got it.”

Moments later, there came the roar of an engine. Gwendolyn ran

about the

slept restlessly, only to be jolted awake at

and fear. “She