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.”

sweat, man. I didn’t realize who she

and carried Gwendolyn out of the bar.

Sandra, her cheeks flushed and

“Oh, Gwendolyn’s in for a wild

husky voice, “You seem

deep blue eyes were mesmerizing, and he carried himself with the flamboyance of a

by his intense gaze,

attraction met opportunity, and both were looking for a little

Wanna come over and watch?” She boldly

a wall of toys at my place. Care to try them out?” His fingers trailed down her back, tempting her

to resist she whispered coyly. “Let’s give them

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

uncontainable. Skillful kisses, mutual surrender, Nathan was pleasantly surprised to meet a woman

he

head, “I’ve got work

accommodating the working girl’s request as they kissed their way out

car, her

urging her, “Behave, let’s head to

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