The Duke and I (Bridgertons, #1)

by Julia Quinn

Men, she thought with disgust, were interested only in those women who terrified them.

There were rules among friends, commandments, really, and the most important one was Thou Shalt Not Lust After Thy Friend’s Sister.

The Duke of Hastings. Daphne decided then and there that she’d be a fool if she didn’t fall in love with him.

“Mother, I am trying to have a conversation with the duke.” Violet looked at Simon. “Do you want to have this conversation with my son?” “Not particularly.” “Fine, then. Anthony, be quiet.” Daphne clapped her hand over her mouth, but a snuffly-giggly sound escaped nonetheless. “You!” Anthony jabbed a finger in her direction. “Be quiet.”

Men are sheep. Where one goes, the rest will soon follow.