Noelle's eyes sparkled with life as she caught a glimpse of desire in Charles's gaze, as bright as the stars. She quickly pushed him away, straightening up with a blush and a burst of courage. "What are you doing? Do you even know what time it is? Where are we? Get the car moving, now!"

Charles composed himself, a barely-there smile on his lips. He playfully ruffled Noelle's hair with a twinkle in his eye. "Okay, sit tight!"

Noelle made a face. "I've told you, I'm not a toddler. Stop treating me like one." She hesitated for a moment before adding, "Charles, your mother and Janet are a handful, aren't they?"

Charles's expression grew serious, and Noelle realized it was not the best way to start this conversation. She forced a laugh and swiftly changed the subject. "I'm in the mood for stew today."

"Stew again?" Charles raised an eyebrow, a hint of resignation in his voice as he looked at Noelle. "How many times is that this month?"

challenged, standing her ground. "I love

stew is best in moderation. Too much can be

it totally normal to have stew in the middle of winter?" Noelle said, pausing for a moment. "That's

out?" Charles quirked an eyebrow, and

was not up for

nodded, gently caressed her cheek, and said, "Alright, your call." He did not need to ask. He knew she was concerned about him, and that's why she proposed they go out for some stew. They drove to Harborpoint, where Noelle had heard about a new foreign-style stew

The host showed Noelle and Charles

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