The Cherished Wife

Noelle's eyes went wide again. "You're making stuff up, that was... that was just me admiring him!" Noelle had not seen anyone more good-looking than Steven. "However, Mr. Smith, you've got me all wrong. If you keep this up, I might just tell Charles or Steven, I think..." "Alright, alright, I was just kidding!" Sean quickly threw up his hands in surrender. "Can't a guy joke around?" Sean shook his head with a wry smile. "They say it's tough to deal with divas and drama kings."

"What was that?" Noelle acted like she did not catch his drift. "Mr. Smith?"

"Nothing, I was just saying you look really pretty!"

"What's taking you two so long?" Charles spun around to find Noelle and Sean whispering about something, lagging behind.

"Nothing much!" Noelle giggled, catching up quickly. "Mr. Smith just said he's super jealous of us!"

Sean, who could only shrug with a wry smile. "Yeah, I'm totally jealous. Even the singles wish they

because Steven's destination was right next to Sean's mansion. Noelle and Charles decided

about Steven during the drive, mostly because Sean had bigged him up so much earlier, especially when Sean stopped mid-sentence and suggested that Noelle ask

really into Mr. Fischer, huh?" Charles finally said after Noelle had rambled on

way!" She shook her head quickly. "It's just that Mr. Smith was talking up Steven big time, saying

raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like you don't quite believe

frantically. "Charles, how could I ever doubt you, right?" She plastered a smile on her face, but

laughter, reaching out to tousle her hair affectionately. "You're such a goof.

her head and swatted Charles's hand away. "Not at all!"