I'm arguing with my husband right now

but I feel like I'm arguing with myself

because he is sitting on the sofa with his legs spread, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand and looking at me calmly

I sigh in annoyance and say, giving up now "You won't say anything, will you?"

he looks at me and takes a sip of whiskey then puts the glass on the table and he gets up and I say

"are you even listening to me?" I say annoyed and he comes up to me and says "oh baby of course I listen to you"

I frown at him and he grabs my waist and pulls me towards him

my eyes open wider in shock and I look at him and I'm about to say something but he silences me and whispers in my ear

"but I'd rather you scream in bed" he whispered in a hoarse voice