He laughs even harder, his red eyes sparkling. “No, no. You misunderstand me,” he says, trying to stop his laughter. He sucks at it because it keeps leaking out. “I don’t want you to be quieter. I like you the way you are, my beloved.” I straighten up in my chair. “Oh?” He nods, his eyes smoldering. “Yes. You are unexpected, but I happen to like it. Don’t change.”
