“Would that be before or after Anthony shoots you through the heart?” “Oh, definitely before,” Simon growled. “Where is he? Bridgerton!” he bellowed. Three chestnut heads swiveled in his direction. Simon stomped across the grass, murder in his eyes. “I meant the idiot Bridgerton.” “That, I believe,” Anthony said mildly, tilting his chin toward Colin, “would refer to you.”
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