The Cherished Wife by Chweety

In a flash, Arnold was smugly wagging his tail at Charles, totally oblivious to the fact that Charles was the one in charge.

Noelle gave Arnold a pat on the back, keeping him close, and then grabbed a toy to play with him.

Charles could not help but chuckle, though he still shot Arnold a cautionary glance, reminding the big pooch to be gentle with Noelle.

"Charles, do you worry about what people might think if they knew you were at home painting my toenails?" Noelle mused over the thought, finding the image both absurd and amusing.

The head of Collosus Group fussing over painting a lady's toenails! It would be quite the story to tell.

Charles hesitated for just a second before looking up at Noelle with a raised eyebrow. "Is it really that weird for me to be doing your toenails?" He did not see the big deal and went back to focusing on the task at hand. "I know everyone wants to look good, but you know this stuff isn't great for you. Try not to use it too much, okay?"

"I know, I know!" Noelle laughed, her eyes twinkling. "I hardly ever do this. These polishes were a gift from Robert. I figured I might as well not let them go to waste. Besides, a little color now and then won't hurt, right?" She glanced down and noticed one foot was already done, though the polish was still wet.

foot up on the coffee table, admiring his handiwork. "You know, Charles, you're a quick learner. You're nailing it on your first try!" She pointed out. Except for the big toe, which had a bit of a smudge, the rest of the paint job was pretty much

tried, I made a total mess. It was so bad that

I'll do your nails next time, so you can show them

shock!" Noelle snickered. "You know, Charles, you're

on his lips. "So, I'm only handsome when I'm serious?" He caught Noelle's

voice was so

shivered a little, her cheeks flushing as she turned away. "Just say thanks when someone gives you

a grin, reaching out to gently tilt her chin up. His eyes were a deep, mesmerizing black, and

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come on! just finish painting already." Noelle swatted his hand away. "Quit distracting me. I'm trying to watch TV here!" Inside, she felt a warm, fuzzy feeling. She was flustered as she quickly grabbed the remote to flip through the channels. Arnold, who had been quietly observing their playful exchange, suddenly perked up and began to excitedly prance