To Sir Phillip, With Love (Bridgertons, #5)

by Julia Quinn

And now here she was, rolling toward Gloucestershire, rolling toward destiny, she supposed—or hoped, she wasn’t sure which—with nothing but a few changes of clothing and a pile of letters written to her by a man she’d never met.

Soooo...the like like 4 letters the book showed us they've exchanged...there's more than that right? Bc if she sneaking off after only those few bland ass letters then that's wild and dumb

He’d said quite a lot over the course of a year’s correspondence—

Okay thank goodness lol. I wish the author gave us more letters to read between them before this

Phillip let out a long breath he wasn’t even aware he’d been holding.

Eloise knew that she tended to see the world in blacks and whites, that she sometimes leapt to judgment because she didn’t stop to analyze the gradations of gray, but of this she was certain. Sir Phillip Crane was a good man. He might not be perfect, but he was good, and his heart was true.

she did let out a long breath, one she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.

“I always loved everything about you, of course, but for some reason I always found your impatience especially charming. It was never because you wanted more, it was because you wanted everything.” Eloise wasn’t so sure that sounded like such a good trait. “You wanted everything for everyone, and you wanted to know it all and learn it all, and . . .”