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.”

his head, “No sweat,

gaze and carried Gwendolyn

her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling,

with naughty thoughts. “Oh, Gwendolyn’s

voice, “You seem to

blue eyes were mesmerizing, and he carried himself with

his intense gaze, Sandra was

met opportunity, and both were looking for a little adventure.

at home. Wanna come over and watch?” She boldly invited, tipsy and

his eyes growing darker, “Coincidentally. I have a wall of toys at my place. Care to try

resist she whispered coyly.

surged, and Nathan’s lips found her cheeks. Sandra, not to be

Skillful kisses, mutual surrender, Nathan was pleasantly surprised to meet a woman so in

place,” he

shook her head, “I’ve got

request as they kissed their way

Gwendolyn from the car, her drunken struggles punctuated by cries for

whispered, urging her, “Behave,

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