And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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12:46 Chapter 122 "Sometimes, I wish you'd sit down withinstead of always pushing to stand up," he said with a casual ease that belied the depth of his words.

Gwendolyn licked her chapped lips, gathering her thoughts, "Why the extra push, Mr. Chadwick? You've already hit the mark with today's rehab plan." "Gwen, I just don't want you to think I'm weak at this." His voice was a steady calm, and his handsfeatures betrayed no other emotion.

Gwendolyn averted her gaze, her eyes falling to the floor. She murmured, “It's normal. A lot favors." of guys struggle with sexual issues. You popping pills isn't doing your body any "What are you going on about?" Howard leaned in, his chiseled face now magnified before Gwendolyn's eyes. "Nothing," she blushed, backpedaling.

"I heard you." His hand snuck under the hem of her shirt, tickling her waist. Gwendolyn jolted, her laughter bubbling uncontrollably.

"I didn't say anything, Mr. Chadwick, ha-ha..." His playful hand knew all her ticklish spots. For a girl unversed in such play, every touch was a sensitive one.

A mere graze of his fingertips sent tingles down her spine, leaving her helplessly giggly.

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"Stop, please," she pleaded, her playful nature escaping in these moments.

"Say something nice," Howard demanded, having noticed her subdued mood earlier and wanting to distract her. Gwendolyn gasped for air, "What do you want to hear?" "That depends on how sincere you are." His pianist's hands, with their long fingers, danced over her skin, leaving her in an exquisite kind of purgatory. Gwendolyn laughed helplessly, yet he remained in control, masterfully manipulating her every reaction. "I... I'm sorry, Mr. Chadwick." He didn't cease.

With the last of her wits, Gwendolyn scrambled for the right words.

12.46 1 A memory flashed back to the cheeky videos she and Sandra had giggled over at the hospital. The girls in them were coquettish, utterly charming.

"Ah...

"Distracted again?" Howard poked her soft side again, prompting another yelp from Gwendolyn.

"No." She mustered her courage and said, “Please, Howard, I was wrong." It was a breakthrough for her, a girl known for her old-fashioned ways, and Howard was curious to see how far she could go.

He leaned in closer, his fingers teasing her earlobe.

Gwendolyn turned flushed in both her cheek and neck. A jolt like an electric surge shot. through her, leaving half her body numb.

He was cunning, knowing exactly what she couldn't resist.

Reluctantly, her voice barely above a whisper, she said, "Please... honey, I beg you." Utterly mortified! Howard was satisfied, releasing her at last.

He discovered a playful side to their relationship that he found utterly refreshing.

Gwendolyn seized the moment to sit up, naway.

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"Your necklace is loose," Howard observed, his gaze landing on hen Of neck where the clasp of the pearl necklace he'd given her had cundone. Gwendolyn looked down to fix it, but Howard was quicker.

He leaned forward, his hands circling her head.

His nimble fingers refastened the necklace. As brushed her flushed earlobe.

Gwendolyn shivered. "Mr. Chadwick, you...” he pulled back, his lips unintentionally "Without any pills, I can do just fine,” he whispered before his lips found hers.

In matters of pride, no man, regardless of status allows himself to be underestimated. His kiss was gentle and slow, his lips teasing hers.

"Anyone home? Your delivery's here! I'm coming in!" A familiar boisterous voice called from outside, footsteps Επ approaching.

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