I’m merely”—he smiled ruefully—“a Bridgerton. Specifically, Number Two.” Her lips trembled, then they smiled. “You’re much more than that,” she said. “I’d like to think so, but most of the world doesn’t see it that way.” “Most of the world are fools.” He laughed at that. There was nothing more fetching than Sophie with a scowl. “You will not find disagreement here,” he said.
