Noah's POV:
As I stepped into the house, I noticed that the kids were asleep, leaving the house unusually quiet. I walked into the living room and caught a glimpse of Mirabelle, her head bent over a stack of paperwork.
Leaning down, I placed a gentle peck on her cheek.
“Hey, babe,” I murmured, feeling the warmth of her skin against my lips.
Hey, babe.” He said, leaning down to give me a quick peck on the cheek. “How was your day?”
“Busy, as always.” She replied without looking up.
“What are you up to?” I asked, heading towards the bathroom to freshen up.
“Just the usual paperwork.” She said, returning the smile.
I nodded, then I stepped into the bathroom. After a few minutes, I returned, dressed in his nightwear with a face towel draped over his neck.
Noticing that Mirabelle was
