The Cherished Wife

Noelle instinctively shook her head before realizing that they were on a call and Charles could not actually see her. She paused, thinking about it. She might not have seen this side of Charles before, but she knew the kind of man he was. The rumors in Brookville were enough to paint a picture. With that thought, everything clicked into place.

Charles was the head honcho of a big–time company and had skills others could only dream of. It all added up. “Nope.”

Charles’s laughter came through again, light and easy. Good to hear I didn’t spook you!”

“So, what’s up? Why’d you call?” Noelle had not forgotten that Charles was the one who called her up.

Charles squinted thoughtfully for a moment. “Oh, nothing much. Just wondering when you’re clocking out. I’m thinking about dinner. Do you wanna eat in or go out?”

Noelle was speechless for a second… He called just to chat about dinner plans? “Mr. Hoffman, just a heads–up, you’re supposed to be working right now.”

Charles’s laugh was knowing. “I’m the boss, remember?”

“Well, I’m not!” Noelle bit back, a little exasperated. “I’ve still got work to do!”

the boss’s lady,” Charles teased, his voice a smooth,

businessman he

just heard Charles’s icy tone with her own

if you’re up

in thought, and Charles’s brow creased when he didn’t hear

silent treatment?”

Noelle’s voice carried a touch of defeat: “Let’s just eat

but that’s gonna change now that we’re hanging out!” He then suggested, “How about I swing by and pick you up

is on one end

it such a

after work. It’d be a huge time suck for you!” She pondered a moment before offering a

you? Got any cravings?