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.”

“No sweat,

gaze and carried Gwendolyn out

so lucky!” Sandra, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling, cooed.

mind was filled with naughty thoughts. “Oh, Gwendolyn’s in

“You seem to know a lot about wild nights.

and he carried himself with the flamboyance of

off guard by his intense gaze, Sandra was spellbound.

met opportunity, and both were looking for

got a collection of sexy movies at home. Wanna come over and watch?” She boldly invited, tipsy

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

whispered coyly.

cheeks. Sandra, not to be outdone, responded in kind.

surrender, Nathan was pleasantly surprised

he suggested.

got work tomorrow. Let’s go to

request as they kissed their way out

from the car, her drunken struggles punctuated by cries for more alcohol,

her,

“I want to go to the studio! I