The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Noelle skipped along, her steps light and playful, which might have looked a bit silly to anyone watching. However, she was in her own little bubble of happiness. "Charles."

"Yeah?"

Charles made a sound of acknowledgment but did not turn around. "What's up?"

"Nothing. I just felt like saying your name." She was basking in the quiet moment. It was strange. Although she and Charles had only known each other for six months, it felt like they had known each other for much longer, almost like an old married couple. "Hey, what movie did Ronald end up booking for us?"

"I'm not sure. I told him to choose anything that fits our schedule!" Charles finally looked at her. "Or are you not in the mood for a movie?"

Noelle bit her lip thoughtfully. "To be honest, there doesn't seem to be anything great playing right now."

"Then let's skip it," Charles decided with ease. "Where would you like to go instead?"

on her face. "We should just go to the movies. It'd be a shame to waste the

about we just take a walk?" Charles

for quite a while, but it

always been like

hands in winter, no big deal

moving her hand within his

out," he said with a hint of concern, eyeing her coat. "Don't wear something

way! I'm

swatting Charles's hand away and gesturing to her thick overcoat and the sweater peeking out from underneath. "Look at me, I'm dressed for an arctic expedition. And you're tossing

nothing. Aren't you

protested with a grin. "Besides, I

rolled her eyes but could not suppress a shiver, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "Oh, stop it. I'm not a walking