The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Noelle's eyebrows lifted in surprise when she spotted Sean. She approached him with a curious tilt of her head. "What are you doing in Charles' car?" Sean's eyes crinkled with amusement. "Didn't expect me, huh?" He glanced over her shoulder, prompting her to turn and frown. "Why did he come too?" Sean shrugged off her concern. "Don't worry about it. Hop in!"

He swung open the passenger door. Noelle climbed in, only to find Charles sitting in the back. "Charles!" she exclaimed, her surprise evident.

He just nodded. "Buckle up."

She clicked her seatbelt into place and turned to Sean, who was now in the driver's seat. "What are both of you doing here?" She paused, a lightbulb going off in her head. "Oh, are you still going by Bob today?" Sean spread his hands wide, a mock sigh escaping him. "Yep, I'm stuck with someone else's name for now. What a world!"

Noelle could not help but laugh. "You've got quite the sense of humor!"

"I appreciate the compliment!" Sean hit the gas, and they vanished into the night.

a playful glint in his dark eyes as he watched the car fading into the

York, aren't you curious about who just picked

Winter offered a small, composed smile in return. "That's Bob from the Smith family. Does that

Bob's

in an instant, his lips quirking up. "Oh? Miss Noelle's quite

weird flip. Simon's look was chilling.

attempt to retreat. Her hands

murmur by her ear. "You see, I don't really like girls who are too eager." His fingers danced through Winter's hair, twirling

They both knew he was doing this on purpose.

that are too easy, and I don't let anyone play me. Those two guys I

Winter's voice