"That's what you choose to be offended by," he says with a chuckle. "Step up your game, and then we'll see."

He smirks over the edge of his cup and takes a long drink of his coffee. And then he licks his bottom lip, thinking. "Can I call you something shorter than Midnighter? Middie? Midnight?" He chuckles. "No, that sounds like a horse. Nightie?"