I Can Imagine No Greater Bliss Than

He Ought To Buy Her A New Dress. She Would Never Accept It, Of Course, But Maybe If Her Current Garments Were Accidentally Burned... ...but How Could He Manage To Burn Her Dress? She'd Have To Not Be Wearing It, And That Posed A Certain Challenge In And Of Itself.

This Has To Be The Most Self-centered Thing I've Ever Said, But No, I Think You Just Wanted To Vex Me.

If You Do Not Apologize To Lady Honoria,” Marcus Said, His Voice So Mild As To Be Terrifying, “i Will Kill You.” There Was A Collective Gasp, And Daisy Faked A Swoon, Sliding Elegantly Into Iris, Who Promptly Stepped Aside And Let Her Hit The Floor. “oh, Come Now,” Mr. Grimston Said. “surely It Won’t Come To Pistols At Dawn.” “i’m Not Talking About A Duel,” Marcus Said. “i Mean I Will Kill You Right Here.

Daniel Held Himself Very Still, Waiting For The Wave Of Jealousy That Never Came. He Was Furious With The Man Who’d Taken Advantage Of Her Innocence, But He Did Not Feel Jealous. He Did Not Need To Be Her First, He Realized. He Simply Needed To Be Her Last. Her Only.

Don’t Look So Upset,” Hyacinth Said, Once It Was Just The Two Of Them Again. “you’re Quite A Catch.” He Looked At Her Assessingly. “is One Meant To Say Such Things Quite So Directly?” She Shrugged. “not To Men One Is Trying To Impress.” “touché, Miss Bridgerton.” She Sighed Happily. “my Three Favorite Words.” Of That, He Had No Doubt.