The Cherished Wife by Chweety

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!"

"Is that so?" Charles smirked, shooting a look at Sean, who could only shrug with a wry smile. "Yeah, I'm totally jealous. Even the singles wish they were you."

naturally hopped into Sean's car because Steven's destination was right next to

was curious 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 Charles for the

said after Noelle had rambled on for a

Smith was talking up Steven big time, saying that neither you nor Peter could take him

"Sounds like you don't quite

ever doubt you, right?" She plastered a smile on her face,

conflicted look and burst into laughter, reaching out to tousle her hair affectionately. "You're

away. "Not at all!" She was not about to

grinned. "Sean's got a

put together might still fall short against Mr. Fischer he's really something else!" It

next-level-no average Joe could stand up to him. Lucky for them, he and