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Men, she thought with disgust, were interested only in those women who terrified them.
Oh honey
proceed with caution
Lmao
“I’m counting on it.”
Slay
Daphne rolled her brown eyes and cocked her head in a decidedly impatient gesture.
No need to get descriptive
“Is more monkey than man,” Benedict quipped.
CANCEL THIS BITCH
RACIST MODDAFUKKAH
“but he isn’t terribly bright,
oh
Daphne looked at her two older brothers, both an inch above six feet with broad shoulders and melting brown eyes. They each sported thick chestnut hair—much the same color as her own—and
I needn't all this shit
males,
Men. Call them men. They're not animals
manhood.”
E
W
W
W
W
the young lady pulled back her right arm and landed a surprisingly effective punch squarely on Nigel’s jaw.
GIRL. BOSS.
attractive little thing,
Red flag. Kys simon
Truly, women were the most contrary creatures.
Stfu
were pleasant-looking, but the third was still cloaked in baby fat and an orangey gown which did nothing for her complexion.
kys simon
“Penelope?” Mrs. Featherington echoed, her voice a touch shrill. “Penelope is . . . ah . . . well, she’s Penelope!” Her mouth wobbled into a patently false grin.
Oh i feel so bad for her
Penelope looked as if she wanted to dive under a rug. Simon decided that if he was forced to dance, he’d ask Penelope.
Slay
both clearly marked by their chestnut hair, tall height, and excellent bone structure. Simon noted that one had green eyes and the other brown like Anthony, but other than that, the dim evening light made the three men practically interchangeable.
You're girly pop
“Nah,”
Marry me Colin
“Hell no. But I never said we should. You, on the other hand . . .”
S C R E A M I N G
handsome,
I know what u are
Simon decided this wasn’t the time to mention that he’d been one inch away from easing her up against the wall, pressing his hips against hers, and kissing her senseless. If he hadn’t discovered that she was a Bridgerton, frankly, he might have done exactly that.
Ayo?
Anthony’s fist found its way to the small of Simon’s back,
Gays
Ambitious Mama or not, Lady Bridgerton clearly loved her children.
Awwww thats so sweet
But Lady Bridgerton was blissfully oblivious, her head presumably already filling with images of a grand wedding.
Ha! She is just like me!
“Miss Bridgerton,” he said, whipping his head around to face Daphne, “would you care to dance?”
"No thank you"
T H E E N D
“I wasn’t given the opportunity to accept, either, if you recall.”
Oh.
wide wide
Shoud not there be a comma?
Daphne smiled again, and again not at him.
I sene jealousy my man
“Your mother? She’s a marvel.”
Love
Her comment surprised him. He stared at her intently, searching her brown eyes, and yet not really knowing what it was he was looking for. There was a narrow ring of green just outside her pupils, the color as deep and rich as moss. He’d never seen her in the daylight before, he realized.
STFUUUUUU
a man can’t do more than poke his tongue into a woman’s mouth and kiss—”
Omg love u Daphne
his gut.
Nr12: COCKroach
“My dear Daphne . . .”
Pussy tight pussy clean pussy freshhhh
hot
Insert moan jkjk
Good God, if she could sense all that through his shirt and coat, what must he be like— Daphne colored red. Deep, dark red.
NOOOOOOOOO
Violet was such a mother—Daphne had forgotten that she was a woman as well. “I don’t know what to say,” Violet sniffled. “Try ‘thank you,’” Daphne whispered in her ear, her grin lending warmth to her voice. “Oh, Daff, you are the worst.” Violet swatted her in the arm, looking more like a young woman than Daphne had ever seen her. “But thank you, your grace. These are beautiful blooms, but more importantly, it was a most thoughtful gesture. I shall treasure this moment always.”
Aw</3
The Duke of Hastings. Daphne decided then and there that she’d be a fool if she didn’t fall in love with him.
Mhm sure
“What the hell is going on here?” Anthony roared.
Marry me, Ant
cock
Simon pictured laying Daphne down on a bed of rose petals. “Well, maybe roses,” he murmured.
What the fuck
Simon’s head filled with more erotic images, this time of himself licking her toes. He decided not to comment.
WHAT THE FUCK
“No one is interested in Daphne.
Oh.
