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, man. I didn’t realize

carried Gwendolyn out

Sandra, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling,

“Oh, Gwendolyn’s in for a

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

and deep blue eyes were mesmerizing, and

intense

opportunity, and both were looking for a little

home. Wanna come over and

“Coincidentally. I have a wall of toys at my place. Care to try them

coyly. “Let’s

Sandra, not to be outdone, responded

was pleasantly surprised

he

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

Nathan agreed, considerately accommodating the working girl’s request as they kissed their way

carried Gwendolyn from the car, her drunken

urging her, “Behave,

want to go to the