" Hunt and Annabelle stared at each other in silent bemusement, as if someone had posed a question that neither of them knew how to answer.

The moment lengthened uncomfortably, until Simon Hunt finally spoke. “A pretty sound, that,” he said softly.

Annabelle struggled to find her voice. “What is?” she asked.

“Your laughter. "

― Lisa Kleypas , Secrets of a Summer Night (Wallflowers, #1)