And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 273

The crowd was a sea of bodies, and the lights shone brilliantly.

Through the throng of people, Howard had a piercing chill aura despite the warm night.

Cliff split the crowd effortlessly, as Howard moved with an impassive face through the parting, sliding an arm around Gwendolyn’s slender waist.

His icy gaze locked onto the band’s lead singer, his lips parting slightly, “I’m her husband. Any problems with that?”

“No…” the young man stammered, thoroughly intimidated.

Gwendolyn, reeking of alcohol, leaned into him and slurred, “Honey… I’m married, you know.” Her hands roamed his body without rhyme

or reason.

“Gwendolyn, stop that,” Howard wamed, shrugging off his jacket into Cliff’s waiting hands. Deliberately, he unbuttoned his crisp white shirt and rolled up his sleeves, revealing muscular forearms.

An electric tension filled the air.

He hoisted Gwendolyn into his arms, as she protested, “Drinks! Sandra, we need more drinks!”

Howard gave her a gentle pat on the behind and turned to the singer, “Still want her number? You can have mine.”

singer quickly shook his head, “No sweat, man.

his gaze and carried Gwendolyn out of the

her cheeks flushed

was filled with naughty thoughts. “Oh, Gwendolyn’s in for a wild

teased in a husky voice, “You seem to know a lot about wild nights.

were mesmerizing, and he

his intense gaze, Sandra was spellbound.

both were looking for a little

movies at home. Wanna come over

have a wall of toys at my place. Care to try them out?” His fingers trailed down

resist she whispered coyly. “Let’s

cheeks. Sandra, not

mutual surrender, Nathan was pleasantly surprised to meet a

place,” he suggested.

breathless, shook her head, “I’ve got work tomorrow. Let’s

working girl’s request as they kissed their way

from the car,

Marina is asleep, Howard whispered, urging her, “Behave,

the wine, Gwendolyn blinked, “I want to go to the studio!